A Humpty Question
Once upon a time,
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Rolling like he was a ball.
But all I ever wondered was,
What he actually was.
Why was he Humpty
Why was he Dumpty?
A loose cannon, perhaps?
Or, had he cracked?
But we'll never know because,
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Why did you fall?
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