Humpty Dumpty of Avalon

King Humpty Dumpty sat on a high hill In Avalon just round the mill Four story book dragons guarded his place What went inside no one could tell Once in a while he would ride to Camelot When the day was mild and not too hot Devoid of purpose or any will The old King would be ready to kill A pheasant or any bird in the bush For one in hand is better than two in the sagebrush Hail Humpty dumpty the king of the past The time has come to return at last