Long Chippy Poems

I cried earlier - just trying to describe how it feels to sing along with a spiritual choir, I made the error of singing a line and got all the feels. I was laughing too,...

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Just sat here pondering on yesteryear, of times long gone yet still so clear,
We thought eating out was such a delight,outside the chippy on Saturday night.
We thought restaurants were for the famous and rich, in...

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Pondering how mockingly stupid the word 'cakery' is ~ I've just realised that 'bakery' is also a basic description. I'll trouble myself a while wondering if I've ever asked what either of them sell... I...

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Outside a butcher shop in London Town
I met an old girlfriend and she made me frown
‘I remember boyfriends,’ she liked to acknowledge
‘By naming them all after all kinds of sausage.’

The first time she made a...

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SING IT TO “Danny Boy”

Verse

Oh what a joke
This beer is full of water
Tastes not like beer
But something very strange
So landlord dear do tell us what you diiid
Make sure you never dooooo it again

Refrain

From pub to...

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The windows pane upon my face, 
The door unlocks, I fall from grace. 
My friend he screams, a crunch of steel, 
Stabs of pain, then the blood I feel. 

The car we stole, a ride...

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PSYCH UP

Hours of wasted yesterdays
Haphazardly hops in my head
In a ugly pretty fashion
As though it were some minutes past
All my fore-time murderers
In my inner eyes appear
Like it does on chippy screen

Loneliness pulls the trigger
Of the...

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There was a man,
Who lived in wales,
Lived a boring life,
And worked in sales.

He went to the pub,
Almost every day,
At night he came home,
On the sofa, he’d lay.

Chippy every Friday,
He’d have for his teas 
Chips and...

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I have loved this dish all my life
my mum made it so ever new
but always best at chippy shop
wrapped in newspaper after a queue

Always loved splashing my chips
with vinegar, pepper and salt
haddock or cod my...

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FOUR   LOVE AFFAIRS

The French health food shop
Near Vasilyastrovskaya metro,
With a tiny patio garden bench   -
Fell in love there with the language of the French.
Closed now for property development.
 
Ironbridge Folk Club,
In...

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It was the last order rush  
All full of fun and chat.
As the door swung wide
All turned to look at what.
He wore his hat pulled low
He wore his dark hair long
And his spurs jingle...

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It was the last order rush  
All full of fun and chat.
As the door swung wide
All turned to look at what.
He wore his hat pulled low
He wore his dark hair long
And his spurs jingle...

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Once more without sleep
all dreams exhausted
Neurotransmitters on high alert
rekindling furious flames
that lap hungrily through mid-back to feet
Like a chippy chiseling wood on the lathe
I splinter and crack - screaming for regression
Just as a computer malfunctioning
I...

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I am listening for footsteps , or the creak of a door .
I'm gasping for breath and quaking with fear.
I'm hungry and thirsty and wishing that I could escape 
I'm hoping and praying that I...

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A barrel of oink is a snout snaffling. Order of pig sect of oink. In a pink summersaulting cartwheeling ham chunk. Wee wee weeeee. Rolling. Hilltop. Hollybush road. Rhododendron. Raid bit trade. Road not noted....

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Milk bottles we would rinse out and return.
Pop bottles take back to claim the tuppence. 
Kellogg’s cartons collected for the kids
To cut and paste and learn creative art.
Unburnt cinders reclaim from last night’s fire
And add...

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I will very very probably do it again
Anyone who knows me and has a brain
Can see that Biden's old and lame
Now's the time to reignite my reign.

MAGA folks love me and want me back
They need...

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From a ship’s logbook 

Sat on deck another long day I smelled of chippy fat 
and the sweat of honest labour  

The stove in the galley was oil fired but I wanted to 
read...

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Pirate Joe was drinking rum from a keg
Fell overboard and a shark had his leg
They hauled him back in
And stopped the bleedin
And chippy fitted him with a wood peg.

Of good quality you could see the...

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Be still the ground below 
Wafting from high the leaves
Detached and fall cover before snow
Naked trees gray now barren

Birds still sing as the sun rises
Later now and there’s a chilly air
Squirrels hidden nuts abound in...

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Talk is Cheep


They flit about the yard all day
with chippy-chirpy words to say

plucking through the grass and weeds
they seek the sustenance of seeds

scattered on the frozen ground
a gift from creatures still earthbound.

They disappear as sunset...

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A road draws through 
Straggly lines of black ragged trees 
In a landscape under bleak eastern light
Past The Village Chippy
Colliers Row and the Working Men’s Club
Towards a hill up north
Where in the bitter biting cold
Once...

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