There Are Cups

There are cups with leaky bottoms.
There are cups with tacky tops.
There are cups with different daffy defects,
So you drink drains out in drippy drops.
There are cups that look so misbegotten,
'Cause the way they made is not so hot.
All those cups inadequate and rotten,
They ain't cups that were made by Scott.

There are cups that bend when vending.
There are cups that tip and tilt.
There are cups so clumsy when descending,
That they're content frequently gets spilt.

There are cups whose seems are slightly fractured,
So they break or bulge or bend or warp.
We deny those cups were manufactured,
By the good old Scott Paper Corp.
There are cups with sexy bottoms.
There are cups with shapely tops.
Cups so swell you'd think they oughta sell them,
In the finest kinda China shops.

Gorgeous cups, so slip and sleek and upright,
Cuddly cups designed exclusively,
By the folks who always make a cup right.
That's the Scott Paper Company.

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