The Adventures of Mr. Chip Salsa!
Jennifer Leigh Moerschel
Mr. Chip Salsa
prefers wood that is Balsa.
He knows these are the best kind of trees,
To build ships that
sail upon the high seas.
But he has a such an unusual name.
Giving him much unwanted fame.
It is sneered at by people far and wide,
It is sneered at by people far and wide,
All the way from the city to the countryside.
For years he has endured
when the children would thoughtlessly say,
“Dip the Chip, Dip
the Chip!
Maybe he’ll slip into salsa!
Mr. Chip Salsa!”
He hears it most every
day.
The whole town laughs at his family
They don't understand and they don't see.
He takes it all to heart, and he sets himself apart,
and wonders if there is anyone in this world who is really friendly.
They never knew this pain would drive him to the high seas.
The whole town laughs at his family
They don't understand and they don't see.
He takes it all to heart, and he sets himself apart,
and wonders if there is anyone in this world who is really friendly.
They never knew this pain would drive him to the high seas.
Mr. Chip Salsa was never as feisty
as some thought that he should be
Like his Aunt Guacamole who is a little “rolley polley”
Or his famous Uncle Taco and his less well known cousin Paco.
People would laugh and proclaim
that they had the silliest names,
but they just let it slide
and instead of trying to hide
they would flaunt and soak in the fame.
People would laugh and proclaim
that they had the silliest names,
but they just let it slide
and instead of trying to hide
they would flaunt and soak in the fame.
But when people laughed
at their names,
Mr. Chip would feel so much shame.
So he built a ship to sail away.
He gave his
relatives the slip,
Planned on changing his name
from Chip,
And escaping to a land
where it would all be okay.
Mr. Chip Salsa in
his ship made from balsa
Encountered the
wind and the waves.
Should he still
continue or try a different venue?
He decided to keep going and be brave!
He finally did
reach the land!
The very one on which
he had planned,
He had found his heart’s first desire.
But when Mr. Chip
stepped off of his ship
He found himself
in the wrong attire.
They all wore purple and had an orange sash.
He only had red
and didn't carry much cash.
But still on his way he
did fly to make a new home and new life.
He spent most of his money on the orange and purple clothes,
and then what did
he do next do you suppose?
His plan was to go
to the place
Where his hated
name he could erase.
But on the way
there Mr. Salsa had a care,
And he slipped in the mud
and fell on his face!
A man from the town came over to
help,
But Mr. Salsa
said, “I can do it myself!”
The kind stranger asked his name,
and Mr. Chip wished that it
had already been changed.
So he just said, “I’m
Chip, and
Thanks for trying to help me when I slipped.
My purpose here is
to find a new name.
My old one has
caused me way too much pain.
So if you don’t
mind giving me a tip,
I'll be off quick as a whip
I'll be off quick as a whip
And then I may know if I need to take
the train.
The man in horror
exclaimed,
“Mr. Chip, you
cannot change your name!
In this land it’s
grand to be a Chip,
and I am Mr. Dip.
So if you please, do not complain!”
and I am Mr. Dip.
So if you please, do not complain!”
“Here, we become friends if our names rhyme.
It really does
work, all of the time!”
As they walked
through the streets, Mr. Chip had a thought,
Maybe my story should have a change of plot.
Maybe my story should have a change of plot.
I can see it could be terrific to have a friend
Someone, on whom I
may depend.
Then Mr. Dip had a
question,
He asked, “What’s
your last name and profession?”
Mr. Chip wanted to
deny
But instead he just
let out a sigh,
And said he had to
make a confession.
So he told him that his
last name was Salsa,
And he made ships
with wood that was balsa.
It had been his
hope and his wish,
That life would serve
him a new dish.
He was tired of Chip Salsa,
And making ships
out of balsa
So maybe he should just go and be a catcher of fish.
Then Mr. Dip said
with a smile,
“Spend time with
me for a while.
This may seem
funny
But I have an idea
that could earn us some money
And it’s much better
than my job of laying tile!
You see, my name
is Dip Veggie
Sometimes it’s
great and sometimes it’s heavy.
But now my new
buddy,
It’s good you
slipped where it was muddy.
I can offer you a ride in my car, it’s the Chevy.
Mr. Chip and Mr.
Dip were great friends!
They started
entertaining since their voices could blend.
They would dance
and they would sing,
Even went before
the King!
These happy times
helped Mr. Chip’s hurts to mend.
Mr. Chip was now
valued and admired,
Whether or not he
wore the orange and purple attire.
He had a great friend,
on whom he really could depend,
And to marvelous
dreams they did aspire.
As they finished
one of their shows,
A few new thoughts in Mr. Chip's mind arose.
To Mr. Dip he exclaimed,
“Maybe, maybe I should
just change my last name.
And there is one thing I know that I must proclaim as true.
And there is one thing I know that I must proclaim as true.
This one thing I have
learned, this one thing I must admit
Chip can do
without Salsa, but certainly not without Dip!!!”
