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There was Humpty Dumpty dressed as an Easter Egg.
I thought to myself, just what kind of bar is this?
I ordered a tall stiff one with an umbrella.
So as not to attract attention,
I pretended to use the miniature umbrella
to protect myself from imaginary tiny rain drops
as I tippy-toed over to converse with Mr. Dumpty /Easter Egg.
Me: “How are the pig knuckles here?”
Me: “And pork rinds?”
Dumpty:”As right as rain.”
Me: “Pickled eggs?”
Dumpty: “That’s it! What’s your game umbrella boy?”
Me to self: “Hardboiled SOB.”
Me:”Look I’m old school.”
Me: “Oil and vinegar don’t mix.”
Me: “What do you think would be the response of today’s youth
if they saw you looking like an Easter Egg up on a wall?
Dumpty: “I don’t care about today’s youth.”
Dumpty: “I care about wearing bright colors on top of walls!”
Me: “You’re right, I don’t care about today’s youth either.”
Me: “Can you help me get me one of those brightly colored
Easter Egg outfits?”
“I’ll join you on that wall.”