Joe Hughes

Veteran Poet - 1,170 Points (Drogheda, Ireland)

Ode To The Chip - Poem by Joe Hughes

O! Sacred Chip,
O! Chip divine,
I like you fried,
Sauteed with wine?

O! Chip of oven,
O! Chip of pan,
I like you plain,
Crinkled or tanned.

O! Chip in batter,
O! Chip to lick,
Well cooked in oil
Or in gar-lic.

O! Chip with fish,
O! Chip with chicken,
I sometimes nick you
From the kitchen.

Served on a plate
I like you less,
'Cos in a bag
You're at your best!

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  • John Brown (11/27/2015 9:33:00 AM)

    Yep - better out of a bag...swimming in vinegar. Think I'll go to the chippy for my tea later. Nice poem Joe. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/21/2007 12:23:00 PM)

    I agree with you a 100% (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 6, 2012

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