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.
Taken along the road to Pangong Tso in August of 2016
The one on the bottom was rocking out, singing “Don’t Stop Believin'” by Journey into an air mic. Not really, but you can imagine it, can’t you? In fact, I bet you now have that tune stuck in your head. You’re welcome.