Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty was about to fall
Quoth the King, 'Thou errant egg!
Desist at once, lest thee break thy leg'
"How long do I my woes do hide?
My future is scrambled or fried
No hope remains, weary am I
My destiny is omlette or pie."
"Foolish egg! Cease thy perfidious chatter
Thou dost appear mad as the Hatter
An egg to the end eggness must uphold
So come on down, O round one bold!"
"No King, seek thy repast elsewhere
My shell shall break to fragments here
I leave my word to the rest of my race,
Crack, do not stew in this horrible place"
Humpty Dumpty slid from his wall
Humpty Dumpty had his great fall
All the King's horses and all the King's men
Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty together again
Humpty Dumpty was about to fall
Quoth the King, 'Thou errant egg!
Desist at once, lest thee break thy leg'
"How long do I my woes do hide?
My future is scrambled or fried
No hope remains, weary am I
My destiny is omlette or pie."
"Foolish egg! Cease thy perfidious chatter
Thou dost appear mad as the Hatter
An egg to the end eggness must uphold
So come on down, O round one bold!"
"No King, seek thy repast elsewhere
My shell shall break to fragments here
I leave my word to the rest of my race,
Crack, do not stew in this horrible place"
Humpty Dumpty slid from his wall
Humpty Dumpty had his great fall
All the King's horses and all the King's men
Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty together again
4 comments:
Not yet have people learned to inaugurate the finest festivals-DeathBrilliantly simple poem on existential angst..
Humpty Dumpty lay on the ground,
Feeling fried and scrambled around.
Dispatches were sent to see if he was dead,
But, he was just a little curry-ed away in his head.
So the press lost interest, the king left him alone.
An egg with an existential crisis is bit of a bore.
All he does is create a masterpiece or two,
Taking a bath is something he would rather not do.
Well, Humpty Dumpty played the first Hobner he found,
Basketball you see is exceedingly profound.
He’s a v-i-r-t-u-o-s-o now, he learnt about life, measles and things
Since when have smiles been that easy to bring?
-Unworthy- of- writing- nice- poetic comments- but- tryingly,
Miss Eco
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