Chippie

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Chippie
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The wee boy stood in the queue
At the Monte Carlo Chip Shop
The sizzling cracKles of fish
And aromas of pies and peas and vinegar
Wafted up his nose
His dilemma was what to get
A fish supper
Or a pie supper
No .... a single fish and three fritters
It was doing his head in
The pies in the heat compartment spoke to him
Suddenly it was his turn
Scratching of the head
A sausage supper and a poke of chips mister.;