Baked Beans

To help out my nephew in England,
Who’s feeling too ill to go out,
My brother-in-law decided to draw
On the Amazon site (British route).

The pickings were slim and pathetic
But there on the ordering screens
Was no pasta or rice but for quite a steep price
Just one can, rather large, of baked beans.

He ordered the can and more items
Then copied the list to his son
Who replied in a while, with the hint of a smile,
That his efforts were great, ‘cept for one.

For the can of baked beans was a fake-out,
A safe meant for hiding your cash
But with shortages now, any thief seeking chow
Would prefer some baked beans to your stash.

Though there’s irony tucked in this story
It provided a needed guffaw.
We must take what we get, so we all are in debt
To the goof of my brother-in-law.