WHITE CLOUDS ON FUJI MOUNTAIN
Flour spreading like wild geese,
over Okinawa in the spring morning,
distant clouds of baking powder in the breeze,
beer, corn starch and harmony is dawning.
Pour over the ivory trees of cauliflower,
when the sun of the Fuji mountain,
swim into frying oil,
focus on your breathing and hoisin sauce for an hour,
and the sweet and sour fountain,
not one drop you will spoil.
Sweet and sour sauce