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Humpty DumptyHumpty Dumpty Sat on the floor, Daddy ran off with The lady next door. Humpty Dumpty Sat on the stairs, Mummy and I Cry in despair. Humpty Dumpty Sat on the bed, We think of all the Things he has said. Humpty Dumpty Sat on the tree, We're crying so hard, We can hardly see. Humpty Dumpty Sat on the wall, Mummy and I Are about to fall! Joy Weare. 14th July, 2004. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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