Mr.Wong (McGougherel)
Mr.Wong shoves me my chow mein
with extra HN51. My recent weightgain
is of no concern to the Wong Corporation (outlets: 1).
Undaringly, Mr.Wong whinges in Mandarin, 'Li,
I could write what the customer's right about
on the back of a rice-grain.'
Mr.Wong, that old son of a gong.
SHARE SO THAT I'M FAMOUS BEFORE I'M DEAD ; -)