Nchalo Is Amazing Sometimes Poem by Paul Mwenelupembe

I the lover of eating, sweet is Nchalo
One way or the other pinches in your heart
Why only meat and red is the carpet here
Because nchalo is salty sometimes

I the lover of sleeping, bed is Nchalo
One way or the other it drives me nuts
Why only locusts rotating like earth 360 degrees
Because nchalo is swampy sometimes.

I the lover of fresh air, cool is nchalo
One way or the other it burns my heart
Why only fire crackers are found here
Because Nchalo is hotter and a friend of hotest