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Take these beans the vendor said
They are the best that ever grew
A marvelous crop they’ll bring
The best beans I ever knew
How much for them? A dollar
He put them in my hand
Do you think they will do well?
They are just right for your land
So off I went to plant them
In my finest fertile ground
There, fertilized and watered
They rested without sound
When will they come up, I thought
I’ll check on them real soon
I planted them on Sunday night
Now it’s Tuesday afternoon
I’ll go see if they are coming up
I sure hope that they are good
I was astounded as I came ‘round the barn
And looked out toward the wood
Bean vines covered everything
Grown into the fields far and wide
Growing onward swiftly on they went
Should I dream of beans or should I hide
Would they cover all the fields
How far will these things go
Will they reach my house down there
Should I let these things grow
Questions, questions puzzle me
Over those beans that I had bought
Now it’s almost like a war
That hasn’t yet been fought
Would they take my neighbor’s farm
And crowd out all his sheep
Would they make good feed for them
I don’t know if I can sleep
I decided I would mow them 
Every day to cut them back
So I dried them and I baled them
And I put bales into a stack
Every day I had to harvest vines
And put them in them up in store
I had food for many winters 
And then I had some more
Then in Fall I picked the beans
Twenty tons, I picked each pod
I think that I was blessed by God

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