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
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2011
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