by Harold R Hunt Sr
One day I found a bean it was a funny looking thing.
As I looked I seen it jumps across the floor.
I watch as it rolled out the door.
This funny looking bean.
I ran after it as it jumped down the steps
Not missing a single one.
As I followed it down the road I was joined by a crowd.
We watch as it jumped side to side and back and forth on the street.
Soon to the middle of town where a policeman said stop and watched the bean roll to a stop.
He called in a voice that's a Mexican jumping bean.