This glass is cracked, that’s true, but it’s still half full of water,
Still intact enough to hold the sweet liquid of life,
And true it’s seen some use, perhaps more than it ought to,
And its shine's a little dull and its chips and cracks are rife,
And it can’t be held too roughly, cos this glass it’s seen some action,
But it still holds water and it’s stronger than you’d think,
And the fact it can’t be, “Un-cracked,” is part of its attraction, 
So raise your spirits, raise your glass, raise a smile and drink.