Humpty Dumpty is falling as is London Bridgeand of course both Jack and Jillas well as all those poor babies tumbling from broken boughsis the emperor wearing only Jockey underpantswhat about all the tail-less mice andgruesome spiders perched next to tuffetsnot so fast you saythe spider climbs the spoutthe wheels on the bus go roundJack gets the magic beansand I say ding dongwe are all scrambling out of the frying panwhere dozens of eggs were brokento make incredible inedible omeletsflames are shooting from the stoveand the last straws are blazingcan you hear the fat lady singashes in the derry-owe all fall downcan you see Jack Horner cowering in the corneras Little Bo Peep lowers the curtainadios ta ta toodle-loothe audience shuffles home, hopingburnt straw can be spun into gold
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About the writer
Claire Scott. Claire Scott is an award-winning poet who has received multiple Pushcart Prize nominations. Her work has appeared in the Atlanta Review, Bellevue Literary Review, New Ohio Review and Healing Muse among others. Claire is the author of Waiting to be Called and Until I Couldn’t. She is the co-author of Unfolding in Light: A Sisters’ Journey in Photography and Poetry.
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