Bean Jar Attack - Diane Scantlebury

There’s a methane cloud over Guernsey
The sky is turning black,
More deadly than a force nine gale
There’s been a bean jar attack,

How a tasty treat when taken in
Could produce such odours rotten,
Bean jar could be the next lethal weapon
An explosive experience never to be forgotten,

There are rumblings all over Guernsey
Louder than a thunder crack,
Only the brave will eat a second bowl
(At their own peril),
Or face the fall out of a bean jar attack!

Diane Scantlebury