Killing time with the kabbalah at Khyber Pass, I kinda got a hankerin’ for kettle-cooked kangaroo & koala kebabs, so when I got to Kuala Lumpur with my kazoo, I inquired with a Ku Klux Klansman, “What kinda Koan is this?” He KO’d me and said, “Don’t Kvetch!”
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"The cordial quality of pear or plum
Rises as gladly in the single tree
As in the whole orchards resonant with bees."
- Emerson