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Mar 2018
Humpty-Dumpty sat on the wall
And that was his first mistake
For eggs can be overly delicate things
Quite likely to fall and break

Humpty-Dumpty tottered and fell
Kersplat! He was runny and raw
Desperately scooping his gooey insides
As they spluttered out onto the floor

Humpty-Dumpty twitched for a while
β€˜Til his innards were down to the dregs
And all the kings horses and all the kings men
Are not paramedics for eggs

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Ben Jones
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Ben Jones  Leeds, UK
(Leeds, UK)   
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