Showing posts with label overcooking a poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label overcooking a poem. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Shrimp. Does shrimp have history with poetry?

Yup.
Shrimp is familiar as a comma. Poems love their commas almost as much as I am devoted to shrimp.

Avoid boiling shrimp; avoid the overcooked poem.