Along the road to Pangong Tso, I spied an odd marmot. 'Twas rotund of both gut and jowl, and had a beefy butt. It seems Himalaya's boondocks has quite a junk food glut. The rodent snacked on a cracker of the cheesiest kind. I'd have guessed one could search near-n-far and no Cheez-it would one find. Not in this remote borderland where few maintain a home. The point is, for a cheesy-cracker you'll have not far to roam.
A Cheesy Cracker in Marmot Lands [Common Meter]