"Sit and listen to me as I tell a story"
Said Mister Fantismo to the poor, old farmer
As his crops were destroyed by this Jack, the charmer
Descending this beanstalk, needing to chop storey

His corn smashed in pieces by this greenish ivy
But what he doesn't know was the angry giant
Barreling quickly down in huffing defiant
Would have leveled his farm and his life, probably

Compensating your luck with shiny golden egg
Brightens his whole outlook at the messy pruning
While listening to harp, playing to ears crooning

The farmer is content and leaves without a beg
Knowing that Fantismo played an important part
By tying shoelaces for the giant's slow start