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The Poetry of Beer
G.K. Chesterton
The Logical Vegetarian
I am silent in the Club,
I am silent in the pub.,
I am silent on a bally peak in Darien;
For I stuff away for life
Shoving peas in with a knife,
Because I am a rigid Vegetarian.

No more the milk of cows
Shall pollute my private house
Than the milk of the wild mares of the
Barbarian
I will stick to beer and sherry
For they are so very, very,
So very, very, very, Vegetarian.
K. J. Sagees
My Fellows
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Why, we’ll smoke and drink our beer.
For I like a drop of good beer, I does.
I’ze fond of good beer, I is.
Let gentlemen fine sit down
to their wine.
But we’ll all of us here stick to our beer.
Oliver Goldsmith
The Alehouse
Let schoolmasters puzzle their brain,
With grammar, and nonsense,
and learning;
Good beer, I stoutly maintain,
Gives genius better discerning.


D. K. Soupely
Only Beer
Feast on beer or fast on water,
And your honor shall stand sure
If an angel out of heaven
Brings you something else to drink,
Thank him for his kind attentions,
Go and pour it down the sink.
William Aytoun
The Empty Bottle
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Ah, liberty! how like thou art
To this large bottle lying here,
Which yesterday from foreign mart,
Came filled with potent English beer!

A touch of steel — a hand — a gush —
A pop that sounded far and near —
A wild emotion – liquid rush —
And I had drunk that English beer!

And what remains? – An empty shell!
A lifeless form both sad and queer,
A temple where no god doth dwell —
The simple memory of beer!
K.K. Distaff
The Mouse
I had a bad day,
but beer you’re my best friend.
Let’s hit the clubs,
and go on a bend.

Glass after glass,
of your sweet hoppy taste.
You fill me with joy,
from my feet to my face
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Toasts
Here’s to our guest—
Don’t let him rest.
But keep his elbow bending.
‘Tis time to drink—
Full time to think
Tomorrow—when you’re mending
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Beer will make a man quaff,
Quaffing will make a man sing,
Singing will make a man laugh,
And laughing long life doth bring.

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Here’s to the bottle which holds a store
Of imprisoned joy and laughter!
Here’s to this bottle,
Many more bottles,
And others to follow after.
B.J.Lynch
Beer Haiku
Old friends grow closer
and daily cares slip away
with every pitcher