Sister Sally's Stew

Somebody, and I won't tell who, stuck some sticks of bubble gum in sister Sally's stew. Mom and daddy, me and Drew, watched my sister chew and chew. She popped pink bubbles with each bite, smiling and smacking with great delight. "More, more, more stew," she said, as peas and potatoes stuck to her head. And the more she ate, the more she blew, and the more we all wanted some of that bubble gum stew! Our mother was always telling us to try something new. So for dinner that night, we all ate sister Sally's stew. Note: Anyone who likes this poem, might be interested in another "Stew" children's poem I wrote many years ago called "I Found A Flounder" it can be found in (My Poems, page 2). _______________________ For open poetry contest: by Charlotte Puddifoot 7/10/15 Poem