Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall
Contemplating life after the fall
The hospital gave him only a year
His injuries being that severe
He blamed the king's horses and those bloody men
For trying to put him back together again
But they put his head on back to front
What were they thinking, the stupid cunts
He blamed the king, it was all about the wall
He wanted an extension
Ten feet tall
Off with his head
Stupid bloody egg
Determined to bring him down a peg
Well, not this egg with a plan
Humpty clicked onto Amazon
An Ostrich egg was delivered in haste
Duly filled with gunpowder paste
Humpty put the egg on the wall
With a great smiley face hoping the King would call
Well, the King passed by with all his men
He couldn’t believe his eyes
That feckin egg again
Gunners, give that egg the ball
Blow him off that feckin wall
Well, as Humpty’s statement later read.
I was just sitting on my wall when all the king's horses and all the king's men got blown to smithereens and couldn’t be put back together again. The King's head flew by like a ball, his last breath screaming, get off my feckin wall. This was the last time he was ever seen.
The plot had worked, long live the Queen
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Comments3
yeah!
such a fun read
had so many different flavours
a little Oscar Wilde
a little Edgar Poe
and Virginia Wolf
aside a huge portion
of that distinct, Paul Bell..
lol
(forgive me i got carried away
still, a wonderful read
especially like the poetic flow)
thank you!
He was a good egg. lol
A very enjoyable poem! Loved it!😂
Glad he came out of his shell.
Indeed!
you can beat an egg, but nothing beats blowing one up ... a cracking account of cracktual historical events I believe ................. Neville
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