A Sleuth Self-Made

Two sisters have enlisted me
to solve for them a mystery.

Sounds and music they can sometimes hear,
and from their manor things then disappear.

What’s happening? Is there a ghost?
Who takes the things they value most?

I stay with them and notice strange things too.
Like one day when canaries flew right through!

The eeriness and creaking in the night
makes me know that things are just not right.

I notice something rather strange one day.
There is a manor just like theirs across the way.

Its owner is a man named Nathan Gombet.
Inside his house I really need to get.

This Gombet has some dealings with my dad.
And we both know that he is someone bad.

I sneak into his house by light of moon
and then get locked inside an upstairs room.

Aha! I come across a hidden staircase.
It leads to tunnels and the sisters’ place!

My dad, meanwhile, has missing gone.
I get the sheriff there by dawn.

My dad was hid by Gombet in a cell
but from ME not hidden well.

For I am Nancy Drew, a sleuth self-made.
Just call on me whenever you need aid!

Aug. 6, 2022
For Natasha L. Scragg's Start Sleuthing Poetry Contest

This poem is somewhat the plot of Carolyn Keaton's personal favorite of all her many Nancy Drew novels. It was book 2 of a series that ended in 1979 with a total of 56 books about the teenage sleuth. I believe I read every one of those books. I was crazy for Nancy Drew books!
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Smith Avatar
November 21, 2022 at 7:44 PM
cool :D I wrote my sleuthy poem about MONK ;)
Baker Avatar
August 9, 2022 at 1:26 PM
Love the engaging tale of Nancy Drew. She seems almost as clever as you. Please don't end with one, you most write a few. Lest I never know this sleuth named Drew. An enjoyable read my friend. Good luck! Smiles ~ Blessings Bill
Horsman Avatar
August 8, 2022 at 10:18 PM
Clever poem, Andrea, a pure example, of your never ending talent.
Gregory Avatar
August 7, 2022 at 8:52 AM
nostalgic fi true, u write well on how mainly drew uses trait to gain advantage. Enjoyed reading this whole heap.
Bauer Avatar
August 6, 2022 at 2:02 PM
well done, andrea! i was also a huge nancy drew fan and felt really ripped off when i learned, as an adult, that there actually was no carolyn keene - it was a pseudonym for a group of writers who were paid by a company to write the books and were never given credit...
Dietrich Avatar
August 6, 2022 at 5:17 PM
oh, when I read pseudo-name, I believed it to mean there was a woman using a different name. So it was a whole group of people?? Good grief!!
Zahid Avatar
August 6, 2022 at 11:10 AM
This is beautiful Andrea.I just clicked on your profile, was seriously not in mood of reading , but the poem was so captivating from the very start that not only I read it, but I enjoyed it a lot.. with a smile on my face.. Well done.. Blessings. ~Paghunda
Cunningham Avatar
August 6, 2022 at 10:41 AM
Nancy inspired you well Andrea, hope you are keeping well, best of luck in the contest. Tom
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