This poem is dedicated to my little spice drop, Sophia. Why, I can’t imagine, since I’m fated to be decapitated once she lays eyes on the opening lines (let alone the title).
Bulbous-y large brown eyes
Nervously scanning the room
Her hair all spiked and rumpl’d,
She’s a friendly little Einstein!
Long and apey as they are,
Hang lanky sticks for arms,
While poking out below her,
Suspend disgracefully scrawny legs
A mischievous little grin
Just like a nippy imp
Completes the photo to reveal
Me darlin’ sister Sophie!
As the hummingbird whizzes,
Buzzing and spinning,
Daintily nibbling nectar,
Such is the way Fife picks!
Any morsel that is set before her!
Ever so slowly inching her school,
You’d think she was a scaly turtle
But once the bell tings ‘done’,
She’s off to whirl chaos!
Just like the honeybee
Who dizzily drolls from flow’r to flow’r.
A-buzzing and a-humming,
So Sophie flits from room to room
And that’s me darlin’ Fi-fi!