by Dan Lukiv

Beans are for cowboys
Who ride on the trail.
Beans are for beggars
Who ride on a rail.

Human beans,
Lima beans,
Kidney beans, too.

Deep down inside,
They can swell up your hide.
They’re really a danger
And smell like a manger
When they’re made known
In a cloud that is blown.

Mexican,
Salad,
Refried,
And baked.

Beans are for people
Who have much at stake.

Copyrighted © 2001 by Dan Lukiv