Mission Pringle

-Something crazy to light up this poetry book.

Step out the shower

Feeling tired

Dad's in a study chair

Tinkering with wires

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Tiptoe out the door

He doesn't notice me

Start to climb the stairs

I'm hungry ^_^

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There's toffee popcorn

From Friday in town

It'll be loud if I try

To get the packet down

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Six chocolate brioches

They'd tell if one went

The bread in the bread bin

Nearly all spent

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My mum went to Preston

Dog show for the weekend

I never asked

How she did in the end

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But she brought some food

And some just to nibble

But she never finished

That tube of Pringles!

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Mission impossible

Edge round hanging bags

The pot's over half full

Of crisps she didn't have

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Reach for the tube

Leg muscles stretching

My arm's too short

My finger's just reaching

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Grabbing the pot

Smelling the salt

"It was sitting there!

It wasn't my fault."

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Nab about 10

Then put back the rest

Salt and vinegar Pringles

Definitely the best XD

The End

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