Oh, tin, you are the best thing in the world
When on the sofa holding you I'm curled
My heart is melting completely
As you, tin, smell so sweetly
Let's give you credit where its due
Not all that is gold has to glitter
Your meat is tastier then the CENSORED
Which I love digging from cat's litter
You are simply the bestest of all things
It's such a pleasure that tin brings
It doesn't matter if my rhyme is lame
Without you, tin, my life would never be the same
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