Poem -

Last chip

Last chip

can't see
the urgency
in tipping out
your chips..
from the cute
baskit, they're
served in..
I see you
Chip evictors!
Leave them
where they stay hot
In the chip pot..
But no...you can't wait
by heck
to tip them
on the deck..
like a pile of sticks
and ruin the cuteness
of basket case chips

 

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Marion

Lol..I used to work.in a chip shop..made me smile ???

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pauline codd

Lol Marion... I must stop myself when I dine out, I feel I physically squirm when diners empty their individual baskets, is there only me who likes them kept in the warm.. Lol

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