Mr and Mrs Dumpty, Egg-Cidental Death
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He lay there, shattered,
the shell of his former self,
scrambled beyond hope ...
Not really her fault ...
all she wanted was a quiche,
but she'd pushed too hard.
~ 6th Place ~ in the "Pithy Pants" Poetry Contest, Maureen McGreavy, Judge & Sponsor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2019
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