We make a little snake and crab for on top of the stove when we make the Khapsey (a fried sweet dough) and first thing in the morning before sunrise you eat rice with a very special yam in it that only grows in the himilayan high altitudes.
The poem you mention is about my writing book😄 I had no one for quite a while.
I'll try to fix the broken banner, my finger slipped and I screwed up my string o digits😕