Sisterly Examples

When I was young, I had a great disdain
for Campell's nasty soup named Alphabet.
One Saturday it was our mother's threat
we had to eat it up or home remain
and miss the matinee. How inhumane!
Mom left the room; I never will forget
the thing which I'd repeat without regret -
I took that slop and tossed it down the drain!

When Mom returned, I'd "downed" all of my soup.
Again she left; Mel went to dump HER meal
and at the sink got caught. Poor nincompoop!
She missed "Red Riding Hood" while I, the heel,
went out. Our mom was left "out of the loop."
My little sister did not even squeal!

(Some slang words here for my non-native friends:
a "nincompoop" is a foolish person,
"out of the loop" means to never be aware of something
and the last verb "squeal" means to "tell on someone"
I always tried to get away with murder when I was young
and I can't believe my sister missed the movie by not telling
on me! On the other hand, I really enjoyed "Red Riding Hood" heehee)

For Frank H's 
A Childhood MEMORY Poetry Contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Watt Avatar
November 7, 2020 at 5:58 PM
This is great! Too bad you hated alphabet soup, I always had fun spelling words with my soup, until my parents would scold me for playing with my food, haha! Really fun sonnet, though I feel sad for Mel!
Dietrich Avatar
November 7, 2020 at 6:33 PM
oh wow, you found it!!
May Avatar
April 27, 2012 at 6:47 PM
Congrats on your win Andrea...Love ..Joseph
Crisci Avatar
April 25, 2012 at 1:05 AM
My big congratulations to you, Andrea on your 3rd win with your humurous Italian Sonnet! It reminds me a lot of my mischievous sisters...just think: I was the only boy!!! I always admire your work...each poem you write is a gem. Thanks for sharing it with us. May you always have the inspiration to create more masterpieces. Have a wonderful Wednesday. Hugs, Andrew.
Song Avatar
April 24, 2012 at 2:01 PM
Andrea! Why you sneaky lil child!!! I'm tellin' on you! ha ha...You made me smile today when I desperately needed it! Love you silly vanilly! Congrats on this heartfelt write! Gwendolen
Guzzi Avatar
April 24, 2012 at 1:55 PM
So cute! Congrad's on your win. Light & Love
Susan Avatar
April 24, 2012 at 9:47 AM
ha! is this a true story? awesome that she didn't tell on you, that nincompoop! love that word! congrats on your win :)
Arowolo Avatar
April 23, 2012 at 9:42 PM
Nice narration and beautiful piece. Congratulations on your win...
Babcock Avatar
April 23, 2012 at 10:59 AM
Had me smiling on this act of sisterly love. ha ha. love phyl
Richards Avatar
April 23, 2012 at 8:40 AM
Oh....poor little sister, getting caught in the act!! (shoot....!! I would have been that little sister...my brother always got away with murder, and I was the one who sat in the penalty box!!)....Cute poem, Andrea! Congrats!
Quigley Avatar
April 23, 2012 at 8:06 AM
The word impish comes to mind Andrea. And you know, we are now what we were then. Congratulations
Dietrich Avatar
April 23, 2012 at 11:25 PM
hahaha. yeah, I like acting impish sometimes!!!
Grisetti Avatar
April 23, 2012 at 7:57 AM
Such sisterly memories. Wonderful story telling. Congratulations.
Culverhouse Avatar
April 23, 2012 at 7:10 AM
enjoyed reading! funny!!
May Avatar
April 23, 2012 at 6:23 AM
you pulled a fast one Andrea.... ...congrats on your win...love...Joseph
Brown Avatar
April 23, 2012 at 6:09 AM
Congratulations on your win in Frank's "A Childhood Memory" contest Andrea. Love, Carol
Guzzi Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 6:40 PM
Very cute and funny and you have a nice sister! Light & Love
Johnson Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 3:16 PM
My sister always reminds me of how I was careless enough to get caught for doing the same thing she did. What was that, you ask? :)
Onclaud Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 9:09 AM
naughty, naughty andie... i used to pick some alphabets and put them on my plate... charming piece.. soup mail! :)
Horne Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 9:04 AM
lol, great fun, andrea. i knew those words, except for out of the loop - thanks for explaining.over here, we had tinned alphabet spaghetti - awful stuff, but my mum kept buying it
Austin Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 9:00 AM
Campbell's soup? RETCH. Retch means to throw up violently. Do you know the old English word, Fopdoodle? A fopdoodle is a low fellow. All through elementary school I would walk the two blocks to our home and be presented with a bowl of Campbell's soup. Short of money in college, I ate too much of the soup and got sick one night. YOur poem is a gem and a warning to all soup eaters. Love, daver
Kendrick Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 7:22 AM
I always use nincompoop to me stupid or I say ninca...Enjoyed reading your memory..If it is a true one, I bet you were a little pistol..Kid are so cute and say the darnest things..Thanks for stopping by "Lovers"....Soup mail soon..Sara
Mac Donald Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 5:45 AM
Oh you were quite a brat, Andrea! It was a shame to waste, imagine all the words you could have created with those noodles.:)) Ah, "sisters"; friends come and go, but a sister will never leave the heart. A wolf and "Red Riding Hood" situation and event.:) Best wishes, Mikki
Andresen Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 4:39 AM
Good story to tell Andrea. - Wish you all the best in contest. - Have a beautifull Sunday. - oxox love Anne-Lise
Wesley Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 4:25 AM
Don't we have lots of those sneaky moments to remember Andrea? I'm guilty too and laught when I think of the stuff I used to do. Thanks for jogging the memory Luv, Lizzie
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 3:58 AM
Little sisters are great where would we be without them? Mine used to squeal on us but she was the first to cry with us when in trouble , I hate that muck too it has never crossed my door as an adult ejoyed this and thanks for the nice thing you said about me on Tracies Blog she had been a brick xx For those not sure a "brick" is somthing good xx
Horsman Avatar
April 22, 2012 at 3:42 AM
Oh yes here we go again, as i said before Andrea, the words you use, are so similar, i think your upbringing was rural, i'm sure David from my neighbouring county Lancashire would agree. anyhow i digress. wonderful sonnet, so well written, so interesting to read. harry
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