This week’s challenge is to write a story, limerick or poem on the subject of:
Last week’s challenge was to write about chips/crisps. You sent in some really funny pieces. Here are a few:
Here’s Keith Channing‘s brilliant limerick:
As soon as it passes my lips
The best food descends to my hips
Fried fish done in batter
Will soon make me fatter
So for now, it’s Goodby Mr Chips.
Steph Richmond has written something we can all relate to:
The WeightWatchers Conundrum.
It looked at me, tempting me. I could almost hear it saying, ‘Go on, I won’t hurt you… come just a little closer.’ I was torn. Should I give in to temptation? My mind was saying, ‘No’, my heart saying, ‘Yes’. I am learning to follow my heart in most things.
I reach out to accept my fate, my mouth waters. My mind tries to rebel but instinct has taken over. I look towards my tormentor. Fresh bread and butter with cheese and onion crisps.
A simple pleasure but that’s what life is made up of, although, tomorrow the scales will tell the real price of my temptation.
Here’s what EDC Writing had to say:
Been staring at your comment box; the words, I think, are like lettuce – limp. Best chip away and crisp them up but sad to say so far no luck!
And an amusing limerick from Kevin:
I know a young lady called Chips
Who seductively jiggles her hips.
She works in a gentleman’s club
And serves all kinds of grub
But being a lady, she never strips …
Bumba‘s is short and sweet:
Chips and crisps
I like them crunchy
I think I’ll have a bag for lunchy.
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