Oil can Acts of Love
I was but a tin man,
A cold and heartless can,
Frozen solid stuck on my feet,
But then I heard a beat,
It was you that oiled my joints,
Many unrivaled selfless points,
You cared for this piece of tin,
To give life where none had been,
Caring for me with little rest,
Until again a beat from my chest,
Showing me what true love was about,
Recovering a can when he was down and out.
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