MY HARD BOILED FRIEND

Humpty Dumpty was a good old bloke. Folks used to joke about his yolk. But they turned sad when they recalled he had all that cholesterol. After he fell off the deli wall it was learned he had no white at all. Just one big belly full of yellow, poor fellow.

I guess the poor guy had to die and his insides were the reason why. Most eggs stick to a diet low in fats and that's a fact . But when HD's friends suggested what they ingested might be good for him and he should try it, h reacted, "I just don't buy it. Eventually I might be somebody's omelette with bacon here and a big fat bagel with a schmear and coffee black and very strong. With a breakfast like that, loaded with fat, what does it matter? I'd rather go out in a great big a splatter."

And as you know, because the nursery rhyme tells says it's so, that's what Humpty Dumpty did. His plan was to escape the frying pan and avoid the fate of just another over light or a late night snack mixed with chives and chunks of cheddar cheese and whatever else you can't believe.

No soft boiled wimp was HD. A hard shelled good old egg was he up to the very end, I truly miss my hard boiled friend,