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Humpty of Dumpty was an aristocrat
Constantly caressing a wicked cat
One day in an utter state of trance
He decided to jump on a train to France

The trip was long and longer still
Was growing the cat’s fine hair until
Humpty got off the train and became
Boule Boule with a cat that has no name

For years of light he struggled to be seen
As a man of class with a “de” in between
But try as he may the French would not
Change their mind about the whole lot

Humpty the man, Dumpty the domain
Unnamed the cat, would they all remain
Until at last they boarded the train
That took them back to endless rain



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Osama Sayed

Osama Sayed

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