Fish and Chips
Chips was a seagull,
His best friend was Fish,
Together they made their own
Favourite dish.
A real set of villains,
Wired to steal,
Swooping and snatching
From humans mid-meal.
They could have been heroes,
This larcenous pair,
But there was a problem;
They just couldn’t share.
The other seagulls,
Tired of scraps,
Began making plans
For tricks and for traps.
They held all their meetings
In secretive places,
Aboard mighty ships
With stowaway spaces.
Then Livingstone Seagull
Came up with a scheme,
To rid their fair beach
Of that greedy gull team.
They planned a great party
On one of the ships;
The two guests of honour
Would be Fish and Chips.
They were to be named
Joint “Bird of the Year”,
And they boarded the ship
To a gushing gull cheer.
On each of their heads
Was placed a gold crown,
Pretty but heavy,
Those crowns weighed them down.
The pair smiled and waved,
As proud as could be,
The party went on
As the ship sailed to sea.
Some seagulls made speeches
Which seemed sort of long,
Then Livingstone stood
And sang them a song.
Well Fish and Chips
Were tired by now,
“We really must fly,”
They said with a bow.
The others agreed
And flocked to the sky,
Shouting “So long”
“Adios” and “Good bye”.
But poor Fish and Chips
Were weighed to the ground,
Their heads had been glued
As they had been crowned.
And try as they might
To get them unstuck,
Those crowns were on tight;
They had run out of luck.
And as they sat glumly
Each one had a wish,
Fish wanted chips,
And Chips wanted fish.
By Kylie Covark