Chip Truck Spring

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Signs of spring are all around,
Newly budding flowers found
And longer days with warmer rays
Cast shadows long on thawing ground

The lake shakes straggling shards of ice
As field and woods flee winters vise
But while these things portend the spring
The gourmand is thrilled by other choice

He reckons that the winter’s spent
And brought about his heart’s content
Once fish and chips have crossed his lips
From the mobile truck that heaven sent

And when his love is parked roadside
With counter down and windows wide
The fry’s handcut tucked in his gut
The battered fish with slaw on side
Only then has spring turned winter’s tide.

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