All of the reindeer and Mrs. Claus
dragged Humpty Dumpty into his house.
Doctor came running, gave him a pill
made him feel funny, even more ill.
One of the reindeer lowered his head
licked Humpty’s earlobes, thought he was dead.
Humpty was turning, chalky white blue
Doctor raised eyebrows, what should he do?
Rudolph prepared for – resuscitation
smacked his big lips in – anticipation.
Rolled Humpty over, onto his back
started his rescue with a big smack.
Blew in saliva and some stale air
people were hushed now, Rudolph did care!
Can you imagine, kissing like that
reindeer saliva tastes like dead rat.
Humpty was stirring, first like a mouse
then like a reindeer, leaving his house.
Last seen devouring all the fresh snow
under the eyes of Northern Star glow.
Never succeeded, still had the taste
snow made him grow though, big at the waist.
Rudolph had followed, saw the malheur
grabbed Mister Dumpty, saying, ‘dear Sir,
you will come back now, thanks just for me
as the world’s snowman, forever free.’
Thus we have snowmen, giving us joy
looking so handsome, like a big toy.
Although, like Humpty, death comes too soon
shattering, melting, watched by the moon.