Chips with all.
My downfall.
Chips, chips, chips,
With this and that.
They died
Being cut up and fried
But now the world,
As technology has unfurled,
Has chips with everything! !
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Hurrah for chips, good for you, we have a lovely chip shop here, always taste better by the sea lol, 10 Lynda xx