Huevos Rancheros

“Get some spice in your life, baby!” he says to me
As I top off his cup with hot java.
I see how he eats those bloody eggs,
Slathered with salsa and jalapeños.
And how he shakes the black pepper and iodized salt over them.
And how he, down from oil fields, grins at me,
Ogling my big bassoons.