Jack, they say, is crazy.
But I know I'm not.
Magic Beans are riches
I cannot refuse.
Jack, they say, is crazy,
but indeed I know,
that if I can plant them,
they will surely grow.
Jack, they say, is crazy.
Oh, see how my beans climb!
up into the clouds...
And all of them are mine.
Jack, they say, is crazy,
madder than a hatter,
but I will climb my beanstalk
then who will dare to talk?
Jack, they say, is crazy.
And it may be true.
But now I have a Magic Goose -
And what, pray tell, have you?
by Sara n. b.
