Lonely Bean

by Anonymous

Lo! what a life for you, little bean,
Left upon the plate otherwise so empty.
You are so round and your juices so sweet,
And yet your master let you not enter his lips.

Wherefore did such a thing occur, little bean?
Was your master in a rush for a 9am class?
Or were you too much effort to be scooped up alone?
Only he knows, my dear bean; alas we do not.

Whither now will you wander, little bean?
Will you end up mixed among the fresh beans, reheated for tomorrow?
Oh no! The thought is too much to bear
Would that they not mock you for being so abandoned.

I pray for you, little bean, that wherever you end up,
In this life or the next:
You will swift be eaten by the man who paid 35p for the privilege.

The Poor Print

Established in 2013, The Poor Print is the student-run newspaper of Oriel College, Oxford, written by members of the JCR, MCR, SCR and staff. New issues are published fortnightly during term. Our current Executive Editors are Siddiq Islam and Jerric Chong.

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