Sonnet Poem For Kids About Crisps or Chips, Whatever You Call Them

I have a vague memory of being a child in the 80's and telling Mum I love her so much, as much as Cheese and Onion Crisps.

At Christmas, when my best friend's Mum used to ask me what I wanted, I always said, "Walker's Cheese & Onion crisps." She used to buy me a box of 48 and by Boxing Day, most had gone 😱

So, I thought it was about time to write a poem about crisps (or chips) depending where you come from. Forgive me Shakespeare!

If you had to write an ode, a sonnet or any type of poem about crisps, what would be your flavour?

Ode to Cheese & Onion Crisps (a sonnet)

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day

Thou art more crunchy and more flavoursome

Chipped fragments on my tongue disintegrate

And summer hath no bag of cornered crumbs

To season gapes and make the tonsils shine

Your salt complexion dances on undimmed

Where savoury summers every year decline

Your packet’s rustle cheers a winter’s wind

And thy eternal fragrance will not fade

Nor lose possession of that joy you bring

Nor shall your pungence die in autumn’s shade

When in eternal lines in Time thou zing

     So long as men can munch, or tongues can taste

     So long live this, your cheese and onion grace

Mark Bird

Ode to Walker's Cheese and Onion Crisps: A Poem About Crisps or Chips