(Shows elbow.)
Mother Goose. Well, no bones can be broken because you’re too fat.
Humpty. Wal, it hurt me just dretful!
Mother Goose. I told you to stay On the ground when you fell from the shed, yesterday. Now what were you up to, up there on the wall?
Humpty. I warn’t up to nothin’—no mischief at all.
Rock-a-bye Baby (running in). He was up to my twee, hanging on to my bough, But he couldn’t get up, he’s so fat. He b’longs on the gwound, like a big hoppytoad.
Jack. Ho, ho! What a good one was that!
Rock-a-bye Baby. He did look as funny as funny tould be, Hanging on by his hands to the bough of my twee, And kicking his fat legs!
Jack. I bet that he did.
Humpty. Keep still, can’t you, Baby? You’re such a fresh kid!