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Chips

"Hunger pangs and cravings met"

By IsraPublished 30 days ago 1 min read
Chips
Photo by Pixzolo Photography on Unsplash

Savor the flavor, a snack so true,

Potato slices, fried just right,

A bite of joy, a crispy delight.

Salted sprinkle, a savory kiss,

In every crunch, pure bliss,

Dipped in sauces, tangy and bold,

A taste sensation, a story told.

From humble spud to culinary art,

Chips, a comfort to the heart,

Snacktime friend, companion true,

In bags and bowls, they beckon you.

Crinkle-cut or thin and flat,

In every bite, a taste combat,

Of hunger pangs and cravings met,

Chips, a simple pleasure set.

So munch away, in joyous heaps,

Where laughter joins and hunger sleeps,

A tasty tale, in every round.

Elegy

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Isra

Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.

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  • Muhammad Safdar30 days ago

    Well written on chips

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