Best Chips Poems

It CAN be ‘fish n chips’  stop carping on, there’s no plaice for rudeness!

It's so sad to see a person out of their depths and just floundering

Why is it that some people always think they're right - for the halibut!

What a load of pollocks!...

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Jaws bulging, saliva drooling
Johhnie stood at the street corner
Digging furiously into his soggy bag
Large fleshy chips swimming in vinegar
Delighting his watering mouth.
Rain drizzling on his tired body
Johhnie momentarily oblivious to all,
His tedious life, his electricity bill,
His sick terrier, his drenched overcoat
And even his foul tempered...

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From life to vivaciousness
wood chips will nourish with nutrients' fix.
Ah... whiffs of fresh pine sift as temperature rises,
steam swirling from this pile higher than I.
Should I climb upon it and slide down,
I could drown in the sweet smelling heat.
Woodland bits would grip garments like embellishments,
pokes...

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Oh, What A Piddily Day

I Whittled It Away

On Some Unnecessary Chips

On My Shoulders

& In My Dips ...


             Written & Copyrighted ©:  9/12/2013 
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Fish and Chips
Swimming in a sea of ketchup and vinegar
By Jan Allison

Contest Food and our memory connections
Sponsor Andrea Dietrich
11~06~15...

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My mom left me home alone
With nothing there to eat
So I took the bag of Lays Potato Chips
And decided to take a seat.

I wasn't too hungry,
I had just eaten cake
But this was an opportunity
I had to take.

I ate until my stomach hurt.
Everything grew tight, including...

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Pringles with presentation in flavor
The chip itself is something to sliver
One bite and you know the taste is fresh
We look and you know you need to buy
All it takes is one try
The crispness being at its best
Other potato chip competitors in their contest
Lays with no...

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Fish and Chips with salt and vinegar make my mouth water. 
Mushy peas---slice of buttered bread, and I’m in heaven. 
Gobbling chirpy chips and fresh fried fish---a relish of gooey batter. 
Green peas make my heart flutter as I stutter in culinary haven. 

In Yorkshire...

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Life could be better, but easily worse.
Sometimes I feel blessed; other times cursed.
As I get older, I look back and see—
Life’s mostly better when you are with me
Together we’re like…

Chips and salsa, with some cilantro inside (Kinda spicy).
Yeah, like chips and salsa, with guacamole one...

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Chips and Salsa (22 Feb 2019)

Life could be better, but easily worse.
Sometimes I feel blessed, other times cursed.
As I get older, I look back and see—
Life’s mostly better, when you are with me.

Sometimes we argue, but don’t really fight.
I know you love me, so it’s...

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What can make the heart grow fond
I'll give you the tip
Nothing can satisfy your taste
Like Scottish Steak and chips.

Juicy highland cattle steaks will
melt just past your lips
feeding well the hungry soul
That's Scottish steak and chips.

What can put some fat on you
on your frame and hips
you'll...

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Ode To Fish And Chips

So hard to resist if you wanted to try
Fantasies started hours before build to a climax
No one knows but everyone realizes what is to come
Their scent more powerful than any other
It is a power that could never be ignored
Senses expand to...

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Is life all that and a bag of chips?
It is if He is the One who gives it to you
He can change your moods in an instant
It's like the weather
Come back in an hour
It may be sunny then lol
Do you believe things can stay constant?
Yeah
If...

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An Englishman, just new in town
Walked the streets until he found
An older man sitting down
fishing from a puddle

His back against the old pub wall
His old suit seemed, a size to small
Wrapped up in a raggedy shawl
His arms and legs in a huddle

It was a most...

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I sit and I sit and I sit again,
Wondering why my neck hurts
And my body is losing her elasticity.
Eating brownies for fuel, knowing I am killing myself
Softly, and in a luxuriously relaxing way.

The brownies are gone, but I am not satisfied,
So I reach for the...

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