fish sauce

Although I've never mixed you in
As often as I should
You have served me so damn well
As I knew you would

Bought you at the Asian mart
Ten million years ago
You still possess the good old taste
Of ajinomoto

Lettuce, carrots or pak choi
It matters not to me
You can turn any dish of mine
From a one to a three

Hordes of Asians swear by you
A taste not to be missed
If sauces were all humans then
You'd be Chuck Norris