A Humpty Question

Fri, 08/04/2017 - 15:12 -- me2jett

Once upon a time,

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Rolling like he was a ball.

But all I ever wondered was,

What he actually was.

Why was he Humpty

Why was he Dumpty?
A loose cannon, perhaps?

Or, had he cracked?

But we'll never know because,

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Why did you fall?

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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