Humpty

Posted: November 2, 2015 in Uncategorized

Miz Quickly (Are you awake yet?)

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.
Well that wasn’t bright. He was an egg.
I guess he wanted to live on the wild side
see what was over the fence, the grass
is greener he’d heard.
Maybe he hoped to scramble over,
meet a chick, one that was a little
hard-boiled and, um, colorful.
He fell for her. She broke his heart.
He cracked up. Now he’s been committed
to Sunnyside Up Home for the addled.

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Comments
  1. barbcrary says:

    This is a fun read, debi. Sunnyside Up Home – I think that’s where I want to spend my dotage.

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  2. Misky says:

    Completely fun!

    Like

  3. This cracks me up, Debi!! 😉 I like the fun side of things, too!!

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  4. Amrit Sinha says:

    Ha ha … nice tale 😀

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  5. Marian says:

    Love it! Haha, he fell for her. Damn love!

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  6. gillena says:

    LOL 😀

    much love…

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  7. Sherry Marr says:

    Oh this made me smile, loved it! Especially when he cracked up.

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  8. kaykuala h says:

    Chuckles! Lovely play of words with puns galore, Debi!

    Hank

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  9. Jim says:

    I like it, Debi. I love the bit about meeting the “chick, one that was a little
    hard-boiled and, um, colorful.”. An Easter egg I’m thinking.
    I’m glad to know he is now safe and cared for in a home. So many of those fallen eggs end up fodder for ants and varmints.
    His antics remind me of the extreme sports players. Believe me, and Mrs. Jim, bones are no match for impact with hard objects.
    ..

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  10. OT says:

    ha, quite the reimagining

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  11. Fun read. But tell me, how do you know he was an egg?

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  12. Love it! I am a scrambled egg myself.

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