There was a sense of democracy in the rhubarb village

Until the greengages arrived

Although solid and hardworking

Many found their manners rough

The tiny red currants became extremely worried

When the greengages were in season

And frequently lost their colour

This state of affairs obviously could not continue

So the other soft fruits hired a hit man

But they could not afford much

As their funds were poor

And when the assassin arrived in the village

They found him to partially sighted

Chaos ensued with the disabled hit man

Killing as many red currants as he did greengages

 

And this children was how Greengage and Red Currant Jam was invented