Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | November 26, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: Brother and Sister

by Lewis Carroll (1832 – 1898).


Brother and Sister


“SISTER, sister, go to bed!              

Go and rest your weary head.”

Thus the prudent brother said.


“Do you want a battered hide,

Or scratches to your face applied?”               5

Thus his sister calm replied.


“Sister, do not raise my wrath.

I’d make you into mutton broth

As easily as kill a moth”


The sister raised her beaming eye                10

And looked on him indignantly

And sternly answered, “Only try!”


Off to the cook he quickly ran.

“Dear Cook, please lend a frying-pan

To me as quickly as you can.”                         15


And wherefore should I lend it you?”

“The reason, Cook, is plain to view.

I wish to make an Irish stew.”


“What meat is in that stew to go?”

“My sister’ll be the contents!”                       20


“You’ll lend the pan to me, Cook?”



Moral: Never stew your sister. 



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