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Humpty Remorse Oladele Illinipe Tiraseko [linnpetrashek@yahoo.fr] And so Humpty Dumpty fell towards the floor with regret, his poor shelled pate was filled To the air did he loose all his remorse before he landed, and shell's contents spilt "Oh, my dear Father, Oh do please relent for I tell you I shall always be nice Enough wall-tops for me. See? I repent Now do save your dearest Humpty's sweet life." Oh, my poor Humpty, all your hopes have gone for your time on this planet is now up Soon we shall mourn you, but sunnyside down or lying peacefully in an egg-cup Look now at Humpty, all over the floor Courage turned yellow, like his yolk and gore. |
Poem © 2003 Oladele Illinipe Tiraseko, all rights reserved
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