Thursday, January 10, 2013

A Complaining Song

Today I feel like Humpty Dumpty,
who I presume was rather grumpy
upon becoming bits of eggshell
covered in that stinky egg-smell
that's all that's left when white and yolk
are smithereened and garbled broke.
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  1. Therese SellersJanuary 10, 2013 at 7:48 PM

    What a clever and delightful poem. Thanks for sharing. (I hope you're feeling less like H.D. than at time of my writing.)

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    1. Elena JohnstonJanuary 11, 2013 at 5:16 AM

      Thanks! Much better now--a good husband who feeds the kids dinner is better than all the king's horses and all the king's men! =)

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