once upon a long time ago,
sat on the castle wall of Edinburgh,
not the famous Humpty Dumpty,
but humble ancient ol me!

Forget the tower that's way too steep,
to sit upon with my bouncy backside,
All the king's men and royal horses,
were out of town for a joust tourney!

so what's to become of me story
Not to end up in folk lore tragedy,
The queen and her ladies came to be,
in sight of poor old me just waiting!

And nothing they could do to entice,
and save me from a bloody doom,
some raise their hefty bosoms
while others gave flying kisses!

The queen could not do any of these,
coz she is high born lady of virtue,
So she did the next best thing,
Hike her royal skirt and with a shriek,

She raced the ducks by the nearby lake,
and stood right below where I'm sitting,
composing to her normal regal look,
she Inquire me so ever mischievously,

Sir why do you sit there so precariously,
what do you want me to grant thee,
You caught my sight and breath away,
For I'm lonely and the king always busy,

Charming I thought, how delightful,
the queen has got my attention,
Will you grant me oh queen my wishes,
or else ill end my life now for all to see,

You have my royal word of decree,
she proclaim before maidens and ducks,
The time has come for me to deliver,
Once in a lifetime my given luck,


to be continued. . .