Silly me, upon the stair,
On the rug I tripped, I fell down there.
Me hip busted, in traction today,
I wish, I wish I could get outta me own way…
The doc he said “You’ve bones broken three”
Me son, well, he sat sneerin’ at me
“Like Humpty Dumpty, Dad, you’ve had a great fall…”
Geez, I wished I wasn’t there at all!
To go home, go home… I ain’t comin’ back here no more!
Sweet home, sweet home, with me dog a-scratchin’ at the door …
Strange looks, and whisperin’… Life, she’s unfair,
“Sorry, Dad, but you’re not going back there”
Too old for surgery, the doc makes it plain,
Couldn’t put Humpty together again…
– by Hugh Treadlightly, age 94
(and his little dog , Shorty!)