August 14, 2025, entered in Jamie Patterson's Seed of Fear contest ~~Humpty Dumpty
placed 6th
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Long years ago, you heard I fell, just tumbled from a wall and—SPLAT! I’d not be whole again, all said. I’m here to follow up on that. The King’s men scraped my pieces up. It seemed they’d better things to do than put me back together right. I think they used Gorilla Glue.* Now here I am, a messed-up sight, a monster much like Frankenstein. My body parts are all askew. Not even my eyeballs align. I'm feared, avoided, ridiculed. I've no place in society. Made a pariah by my looks, though not in prison, I'm not free. I hoped corrective surgeries would fix me; so I filed a claim. It was denied. It seems that for my brokenness, I was to blame. Here's what the agent said. I quote: "Foolhardy eggs that perch on walls should know that someday they'll get hurt. They've asked for whatever befalls." *popular product advertised as “the toughest adhesive on the planet”
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