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