A tin man rode a cast iron horse
It fed on coal instead of hay
Its legs propelled it with mighty force
Its hide was a hue of flinty gray
The tin man was a cowboy
He herded bronze cattle
He was part of a convoy
Hooves made the prairie rattle
They were on a drive to the stockyards
Where the bronze cattle would be bought
At night, the cowboys played cards
And dreamed of what they sought
The steel man of the bunch thought himself tough
The men of copper, silver, and gold were wary
But the tin man had been through more than enough
For him, the steel man was not the least bit scary
One night as they all gave themselves oil
The steel man called out the tin man to fight
"I'll punch through you like aluminum foil!"
The steel man shouted in the pale moonlight
So they went at each other like mad wildcats
They jabbed and hollered and kicked
It was fierce metal and mortal combat
Til it was clear that the steel man was licked
"How'd you get so strong?" asked the steel man
"I spent many years in a rough place call Oz"
Replied the tin man as he lifted his oil can
"I don't fear a lion just 'cause he's got paws."
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