Super Can Poem by Ima Ryma

An old and rusty tin can, I
Did find myself thrown in a dump.
But then came a flash from the sky.
Super powers in me did pump.
And now I am fighter for right,
Transporting any place and time.
And evil doers I do fight,
Open to battle any crime.
When I show up the baddies think
I'm just another piece of trash.
But I turn super in a wink,
Outwit the baddies in a flash.

When and wherever bad may span,
Fight for good this Super Can can.