Strong and sturdy the Smith pounds me, Each strike makes me want to be forge anew. Thus I ask you want am I to thee.

Pucker up buttercup Do this with your lips And get a little kiss Keep your cash in the bag Don't let the villain Steal your swag

I come in many shapes and sizes and can be made of paper, plastic, clay, metal, and more you drink cold, iced, and room temperature drinks from me

I shield you from elements late in the year, And layer paint on the walls you hold dear.

The right angled triangle pirouetted and transformed, much to the delight of the ice cream