It always is "open" and likewise is "free."
5.Where breezes blow and surges roll,
With swelling form and manner proud,
This can in triumph rides the waves,
The sailor's living and his shroud.
6.Here's a can, which, bear in mind,
Lives on others of its kind.
7.They say empty cans will produce the most noise,
But, if properly filled, this will startle the boys.
8.Most cans are hardly fit to eat,