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When the Chips Are Down

A model enjoyed eating french fries
they began adding bulk to her thighs
As each chip passed her lips
Weight soon piled on her hips
Once skinny, she became a plus size 

(In the UK  fries are also known as chips)

8/5/18

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David William Breidenthal

August 7, 2018 at 5:55 AM

Authentic, vibrant and honest poem here! Love it. -JWE

Jan Allison

August 7, 2018 at 7:18 AM

Thanks David:-) hugs Jan xx

Caren Krutsinger

August 7, 2018 at 2:52 AM

I love the positivity of this!

Jan Allison

August 7, 2018 at 5:14 AM

Great comment Caren!!:-) hugs Jan xx

Arthur Vaso

August 7, 2018 at 12:53 AM

You have her number? LOL Loved this.

Jan Allison

August 7, 2018 at 5:13 AM

I'll look it up for you lol:-) hugs Jan xx

Lindsay Laurie

August 6, 2018 at 9:03 PM

G'day Jan … you just can't beat a feed of about ten pound of potato chips and finish them off with a potato cake - number one tucker - Lindsay

Jan Allison

August 7, 2018 at 5:13 AM

LOL Lindsay:-) hugs Jan xx

Andrea Dietrich

August 6, 2018 at 2:59 PM

Chip (potato chips and french fries) were my demise as a youth, Jan. I babysat for a woman the summer of my 14th year. She always had lots of chips and stuff for me to eat. I put on ten pounds in that one summer and it was all downhill from there. I still cannot resist them but I just try to avoid buying them, though Joe loves them too!! Good poem.

Jan Allison

August 6, 2018 at 3:08 PM

Thanks Andrea:-) hugs Jan xx

Tom Cunningham

August 6, 2018 at 6:39 AM

Mmm chips , I do love them lots of salt and vinegar, lucky I exercise so my thighs are ok. Tom

Jan Allison

August 6, 2018 at 11:45 AM

No salt for me but vinegar and tom sauce!:-) hugs jan xx

John Lawless

August 6, 2018 at 5:45 AM

At least she keeps on working.....

Jan Allison

August 6, 2018 at 11:37 AM

That's a positive way to look at it John!:-) hugs jan x

Gershon Wolf

August 5, 2018 at 8:59 PM

As the great John Beluchi might have opined: Hamburger, hamburger, hamburger, chips, chips, chips … Oy!! Jan, you are a limerick lollapalooza (whatever that means) ~ GW

Jan Allison

August 6, 2018 at 11:36 AM

Thanks GW:-) hugs Jan xx

Connie Marcum Wong

August 5, 2018 at 6:37 PM

I have written on my hand before Jan...I had to giggle at what you wrote below. My mindset changes when I am in Europe, I think the same goes for Australia. I remember they are called chips there. This poem is cute. Wish we could eat anything we like without gaining weight! : )

Jan Allison

August 6, 2018 at 11:34 AM

we have had oven chips at home last week but before that its over a year since I cooked them and we rarely have them unless we go for a meal and then it is only as a treat:-) hugs Jan xx

Alexis Y.

August 5, 2018 at 3:49 PM

Lol! Jan, I'm with Richard I wasn't expecting that at all. She needs to put down the chips:-) Alexis

Jan Allison

August 6, 2018 at 11:33 AM

Definitely Alexis!:-) hugs Jan xx

Rico Leffanta

August 5, 2018 at 3:34 PM

Clever, clever girl (but one need not be British to know "Fish & Chips")! As for the model, nothing quite like adding salt to one's own wounds! Aloha! Rico

Jan Allison

August 6, 2018 at 11:32 AM

We have fish and chips as a treat:-) hugs Jan xx

Dale Gregory Cozart

August 5, 2018 at 2:22 PM

Cute limerick! And calling french fries chips is just wrong!!

Jan Allison

August 6, 2018 at 11:32 AM

Calling crisps 'chips' is equally wrong lol:-) hugs jan xx

Richard Lamoureux

August 5, 2018 at 10:03 AM

Ha ha, not what I was expecting!

Jan Allison

August 5, 2018 at 12:40 PM

I was travelling in the car with hubby and got this silly idea and had to write the poem on a paper napkin as I'd not got my notebook with me lol:-) hugs jan xx