Broth Recipe #23 from a Bonnie Giant

(or, Jack and the Beanstew)

A gallant wee callant came a-calling unto me,

said: Dear Giant, could you spare for me a leaf or two of tea?

Surely lad, I said, and welcome, and my warmest wishes too

And help yourself, for on the fire, there’s hearty meaty stew.

In he looked, and in he fell, a helping hand from me

and me broth it was thickened, with a callant and his tea.

Thank you for reading.

Benny Neylon writes poetry and fiction here on Medium and elsewhere. Read more like (and not like) this here.