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Humpty Dumpty

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Wakeup2god

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Dedicated to all those proud eggs ou there that may have taken a tumble.

Humpty Dumpty

I’m feeling humpty dumpty, I’ve fallen off my wall.
I’m cracked, I’m scrambled lying here, sunny side down on the floor.
I thought I’d got my balance but then I suddenly felt funny,
Now my white has just been seperated, and my yolk is very runny.

I thought that I was safe upon this wall I’d built so high,
But when I stepped back to admire my work I went flying through the sky.
As I fell I wondered was it worth the time I’d toiled,
To build my wall and then to fall, I wish I was hard boiled.

So as I lay here dripping yolk some horses and some men,
They tried to pick me up and make me whole again.
But their efforts were no use, sitting broken there I sighed,
Before too long I’d go to hell and then I would be fried.

So it seems this egg has had his bacon it seems I’ve had my time,
So I cry out to the Lord and ask if he will send a sign.
He heard my cry and scooped me up I’m better now you see,
He used me as an ingredient and made a cake with me.

You see I thought I was complete self sufficient in my shell,
But now I know my hardness was taking me to hell.
God takes the broken people and whisks us together in unity,
For he is God, he is the chef, and just a simple egg that’s me.
 
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Wakeup2god

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I wrote this myself. I write many things, not all humerous mind.

I send out an email once a week entitled 'Wake Up 2 God'. Meant to encourage and uplift folk. Sometimes a poem, a song lyric, a simple observation or an analogy. All taken from real life and original material as the Lord reveals himself in the everyday.

If anyone would be intersted in receiving 'Wake Up 2 God' I just need your email adress for my mailing list.

God bless

Rick
 
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