An anti-wednesday anti-nursery rhyme.
Anti-tales happen. It might just be the nature of tale-telling, or humour, or what Douglas Adams called ‘perfectly normal paranoia,’ but anti-tales happen. All the time, really, but that’s philosophical.
What’s wonderful and immediate is that, just after I started anti-wednesdays, Michael Fry began a series of anti-nursery rhymes at Over the Hedge. He’s kindly given me permission to repost my favourite anti-nursery rhyme, with his study questions.
So, it’s my pleasure to introduce to you now: The Eggman.
He Is the Eggman
by Michael Fry (with T Lewis)
Was he pushed or did he jump?
Was he suicidal over his break up with Little Miss Muffet? OR…
Was he silenced because he knew a secret that everyone in Rhymington wanted kept hidden?
Humpty: The Eggman Falleth
©2011 Michael Fry
[Note: If you’re wondering why Verne has a plaster on his nose, well—the cow that jumped over the moon had to land somewhere.]