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May 2018
Sizzle, pop, and steam,
the butter melting is a dream,
the earthy smell of olive oil,
added as I begin to toil.

Garlic smashed and onion diced,
thrown in with jalapeno spice,
into the pan to saute
this meal is underway.

Add the shrimp and smell the sea,
turning pink as you can see,
the smell of licorice from anise seed,
my hunger is in screaming need.

Unlid the rice and yellow steam,
from the saffron trapped sunbeam,
carrot raisin slaw, smell the sweet,
will play off of the peppers heat.

Shrimp scampi and saffron rice,
pineapple ring and slaw is nice,
Finish it off with tiramisu,
smell the coffee, taste the brew.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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