Eat While You Sleep
What a cook!
Flipping pans
Controlling the heat
Sweating it out
I’m anxious to eat.
Colors and flavors
Rainbow sensations
Feeding my soul.
“Try special stuffed shrimp”
The flavor extreme
More extraordinary,
The feast was a dream.
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