Yeah, so what I was sitting on the wall. It was mine, and a great wall it was. Peasants walked by and envied my crevasse, they mistook it for a belt, I had to constantly correct them. I got in such a squabble with one of the villagers, I leaned forward to give him the what for, and I'll be damned if I didn't tumble off and smash into thousands of pieces. Because I'm so important, the Kings men and beasts were quickly dispatched, and the incompetent fools could not fix me. So I lie here, yolk and shell everywhere, yet I continue to think and reason, no heaven, no hell. This wretched life continues, I watch the scum walk through me, I hear their uneducated banter and it infuriates me... I've read all the great philosophers, yet; nothing has prepared me for this. And what the hell does, "pride goeth before the fall." mean anyway.
What the weirdest thing about this tale is how we all think he was an egg. The pictures came later, the story doesn't say humpty was an egg though!
And now I shall rest my case your honour! 😊
Did he fall or was he pushed?
And just who is that mysterious figure on the grassy knoll?
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I like your poem alot, I can very well remember the worn picture book that was read to us In It, humpty, looked like a straight prick, spoilsport, and when we reached the end I was always just a bit happy the little a*****e took a tumble
What the weirdest thing about this tale is how we all think he was an egg. The pictures came later, the story doesn't say humpty was an egg though!
And now I shall rest my case your honour! 😊
Did he fall or was he pushed?
And just who is that mysterious figure on the grassy knoll?
Tune in next time to Netflix new and gritty drama documentary, framing humpty! Available soon! 😊
Humpty was a bit of a numpty really .. correction, lot of bits before his brain got scrambled .. A sobering take on an old fairy tale in my book .. Neville
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..