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And Mushy Peas For J.T.Ellison
IOI (7/4/1934 / Hebburn.Co Durham U.K)

And Mushy Peas For J.T.Ellison

A fragrance carried on the breeze
which sets my saliva to flow.
Aroma guaranteed to please.
The finest fast food that I know.
Traditional English fish and chips
served up with salt and vinegar.
The smell can make me lick my lips
although I smell it from afar.
Kebabs, Chinese and Pizzas too
appeal to some but not to me.
There’s only fish and chip will do
To suit my mood adequately
Fine English food for Englishmen
I can enjoy time and again.



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Comments (2)

For a 'Fray Bentos', Kate and Sydney pie with tender beef, and flaky crusts I'd die its been thirty years since I've caressed that tin i can still smell the flavor within. the mushy peas, with Worchester sauce is my favorite! of course Great poem Ivor, regards Bob
Nothing better than good old fish and chips, with salt and vinegar and mushy peas, oooh you have made me hungry now lol, nice happy poem, Lynda xxx