Just Another Egg On The Edge: The True Unfortunate Stories- Of Mr. DumptyA Poem by DearSweetAgony7 days a week and all days to think... Even the days that were off he still had many thoughts. Just thinking.... Just reasoning .... Just contemplating.... All thoughts no voices, why, that could drive a man insane. But it seems as if everythings okay in Mr. Dumpty's brain. Only pondering.... Only considering.... Only meditating.... One day the thinking stopped, And actions replaced his thoughts. He puzzled and fussed for days and days Until, he decided there was only one way. Just planning.... Just arranging.... Just organizing.... He walked to the top of a buliding, up to 30ft tall. He prayed to God and then he began to fall. Only cracking.... Only breaking.... Only falling.... All of the people came to see what happened to poor Mr. Dumpty No one tried to put him together again, he was just another egg on the edge.
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