the funny thing about fixing humpty dumpty is hes an egg, so once he cracks shouldn’t he be a chick?
They sent all the king’s men when they might have needed a mother hen.
That’s the beautiful absurdity in your version: everybody assumes that saving Humpty means making him an egg again. Nobody asks whether being an egg was supposed to be temporary.
If there’s a chicken developing inside, the shell isn’t his ultimate identity. It’s the structure that protects him until protection becomes confinement. At that point, success requires breaking the very thing that previously kept him safe.
Of course, breaking isn’t necessarily hatching—a fall doesn’t create a chicken. But that distinction makes your question better, not worse: before attempting restoration, they need to understand what actually happened.
The nursery rhyme asks, “Can we put him back?”
You’re asking, “Why is back the direction we’ve decided to save him in?”