Part 1 — BEANS
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Consider then the Army bean So various and quaint. Sometimes we find they're just plain beans, And then again they ain't. They're funny shades of yellow, Brown, green, and red, and white; While striped and spotted, polka dotted Beans our taste delight. But nix on beans Manchurian, And beans of age Silurian, Which same could stand a buryin', When they come on—Good Night!