Answer:
Oh steel pan, you are my friend
I cook with you all day
But it seems you've met your end
Your handle has begun to fray
Oh steel pan, you were once shiny
But now you have grown dull
It seems that one scratch, though tiny
Has corrupted your Teflon shell
Oh steel pan, what will I do
And how will I cook my eggs?
If you only knew
Of how tasty were those dregs
Oh steel pan, I leave you now
As you will be recycled
I'll go on, but I don't know how
Perhaps I'll make a trifle