Was He Pushed
When hearing old familiar rhyme,
My mind asks if the story’s right,
Or is it concealing a crime?
Upon the wall old Humpty sat,
Why was he there, what was his care,
And what were all the king’s men at?
Where were they when his fall took place?
Were health and safety even called?
How could it happen, this disgrace?
They claim Humpty just simply fell,
No soldier could fix him again,
But I am sure there’s more to tell.
Form: Enclosed Triplets
Copyright © Jemmy Farmer | Year Posted 2012
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