There was once an egg- a fairly large one, for an egg that is. He was short and stout and wore a pair of overalls cut off at the knees. His name was Humpty Dumpty. It was a fitting name, for he wasn’t too bright and he was rather round, for an egg that is.
He lived in a time when kings and queens ruled the land and everything was made from stone and brick. As you can guess, this wasn’t the safest place for an egg the live. But Humpty never thought of the dangers, living his life in peaceful bliss, for he was just an egg.
One day, with the sun shinning in the sky, Humpty Dumpty was sitting on a wall. Not being very intelligent that day,for he was just an egg, he was swaying his legs back and forth. He swung his legs to high and toppled over backwards and had a great fall.
When he landed his shell shattered, splattering his insides all over the sidewalk. He cried in pain, screaming for all the kings horses and all the kings men to, please, put him together again. When they arrived- trying to no avail, couldn’t put Humpty Dumpty together again.
He died soon after and the whole city mourned his passing because he was a lovable egg. At his wake, the people followed through with his last wish. They scrabbled him up and had a great feast. They would all remember him with fond memories.