Jack was not smartest lad - can we agree that must be said?
In fact, when I first heard this tale, it hurt my sorry head
to think he might have kept his pride, won praise and earned street cred
if his mother had sold the cow herself and just let him stay in bed

But then, nothing in the story is as simple as it seems
take that rhyming bloody giant with his strange bread-making schemes
If you had all that money, a golden goose, a harp and that
would you be baking your own bread and 'fee-fi-fo'-ing like a prat?

And I'm no gardening expert, my fingers are not green
But a stalk that grows to touch the clouds, is a notion quite obscene 
I don't care the beans were magic (I suspect that's just a lie)
it makes me think the storyteller must have been the one who's high

But the biggest puzzle I have found, is in the way this ends
Jack's a thief, yet ends up rich and happy with his friends
I think the giant should have fallen, aiming like an acrobat
so that Jack and his poor mother, would have finished rich, but flat!