Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the King's horses and all the King's men
Didn't put Humpty together again
But that's ok because Humpty was fat
And he ate and he ate, they were glad he fell flat
Because the food storage seemed to run pittifully low
And as Humpty's stomach continued to grow
I can't prove that he wasn't pushed off the wall
But for now, at least there's enough food for us all.
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Sometimes I Write Poems, Sometimes I Write Songs
عشوائيA collection of everything I've written to be posted on theprose.com. Between short stories and poetry, I think too much.
