The poor fool sat on a wall thinking he was quite safe as the
King had
promised to send all his
horses and all his
men. They'd pick him up in a minute, they would.
He got a
very nice cravat for his
unbirthday and was very clever in making words mean whatever he wanted.
Oh, I almost forgot. He fell off the wall.
Unfortunately the
King didn't send two of his
horses or any of the
messengers and they were the only ones that would have been clever enough to put Mr. Dumpty right.