Remember the rhyme?
“Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Couldn’t put Humpty together again”
Well,first up,here’s what wikipedia says,and then gentleladies and men,for the lack of better things to do I revisit the rhyme that I hummed in the vain hope of impressing the girl sitting next to me(it never did work out between the two of us) in lower nursery.Yes,I started wooing girls,or trying to anyway,that young!
“Humpty Dumpty is a character in an English language nursery rhyme, probably originally a riddle and one of the best known in the English-speaking world.Though not explicitly described, he is typically portrayed as an egg. The origins of the rhyme are obscure and several theories have been advanced to suggest original meanings.”
Pretty stuck up,eh?Well,here’s how I like to put it!Enjoy!
A certain Mr. Humpty Dumpty, with the proportions and measurements of a large egg, one day figured it would be cool to sit on a wall. Well, he thought, what the hell.Must be a good view, what with all the king’s army, soldiers and horses around. You could wonder how such a tense atmosphere would provide for a cool view, but what can you say about an egg’s wish?
So Mr. Humpty, while enjoying the view and the action, did something stupid and embarrassing in view of the humdrum mood of the event. He craned his neck out and stretched himself to look closely at the details of the ensuing action. But then, God didn’t foresee such a wish on the part of an egg and Mr. Humpty’s evolutionary family tree had not provided him with the faculty of a limb. And hence in the absence of such a limb, and also the fact that gravity is such a nasty bitch, Mr. Humpty enjoyed a perfectly natural windy free fall from an innocent wall in the middle of a war.
Mighty fall it was too! It broke poor Mr. Humpty’s heart.And more!
And then,as if we weren’t already stetching and tearing down the fences of imagination here already, all the king’s horses, and all the king’s men stopped and came over. Mr. Humpty seemed to be broken,literally & figuratively and they must’ve felt it was inhuman to not help a poor egg in distress which they might’ve eaten away the next day anyway.
If they had survived the war that is.They tried, and sweated, and the horses’ hooves must’ve felt really useless, but the fact remained that despite the shiny evening spent in helping an egg instead of warring, they just couldn’t put Mr. Humpty Dumpty together again.
That’s it. Really.
I wonder what the King’s men-not to forget the horses-did afterwards.