As described by Edward Odongo.
After devouring a kadongo mango
‘t takes quite a few to tango
Not so populous
But maizewisely, real voluminous
‘Bando’the name, the chorus.
Soils, fertile and red
Like the blood that’s shed
When a chicken loses its head
For a visitor to be fed
That’s a jerrican, you saw it right
Water’s from the river, however shade of white
For if there are taps, I’m yet to come to light.