"What's ya doin' up there on that wall,
"Oh, just waiting to fall."
"Waiting to fall?"
"Yeah. I figure it's inevitable."
"I think you're just being overly
pessimistic, Mr. Dumpty."
"Oh really? Let's look at the facts here.
I'm a big fat egg with tiny skinny arms
and legs sitting on a high wall. What do
you think is gonna happen the next time
a good stiff wind blows?"
"Well, I'll miss you."
"Thanks. I appreciate that."
But his brewery lives on.