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Old Humpty Dumpty, the egg on the wall,
had a friend Bacon, who was ten feet tall.
Those two went together like bread goes with jam,
pen goes with paper, or glaze goes with ham!

Friends since their childhood, they’d made a blood pact.
Bacon got fried,and gave up some fat. That’s a fact!
Humpty made a wee crack in his shell. No joke!
The blood that HE used was his very own yolk!

They swore on the good book - Mother Goose Rhymes
they’d always be friends through good times and bad times.
The blood pact was greasy, but no one could sever
their bond! From then on, they’d be best friends forever.

Each day Humpy Dumpty would meet his friend Bacon.
Since both were so large, they had never been taken
by human beings to be cooked up and consumed.
But neither one guessed that their fate was doomed.

They’d thought they were sheltered by all the King’s men,
so they’d sit on the great wall again and again
in plain view of all, and they’d have a long chat
(though Humpty took care not to chew Bacon’s fat).

One day many tourists (Humpty later was told),
had not eaten breakfast, so hungry and bold,
they cut up his friend in bits small enough
to fry him for lunch. Humpty took the news rough.

He went up to the wall where he’d sat with his friend
every day of his life, knowing how things must end.
It’s no mystery now why he had a great fall.
With no Bacon, poor Humpty just ended it all!


July 5, 2018 for The Mystery of Humpty Dumpty Contest of Faraz Ajmal

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