Humpty-dumpty sat on the wall
and for years and years was so scared to fall
so she sat really still, refusing to peer over the edge
but her shell cracked from all the built-up tension instead
so if you walked past, you would have thought she fell
and I think it too, because I’m walking on egg shells.
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