👉 Okay, here's a short, silly rhyme incorporating “pocha” (as you requested, acknowledging its elusive definition): Definition not found. It smells like beets and glee, A fermented secret, wild and utterly free! My grandpa slurped some pocha, then bounced upon his knee, Claiming he could fly – a sight for all to see!
Claiming he could fly – a sight for all to see!