Half and Half
by Paul Curtis

At the pub in the good old days
You could save a penny or two
By selecting the cheaper option
A pint of half and half would do
But in order to save your pennies
The desperate price you had to pay
Was that half came out of the pump
The rest came from the drip tray


My Beer
by B. Hutton

Me? I want a beer with my name on it,
a round for my friends,
maybe two.
Golden, amber, pale or porter,
doesn't matter,
just bring me a beer
clear as the Northern night,
fresh as the company I keep.
And maybe just one more before I sleep.


Beer, Beer
by George Arnold

With my beer
I sit,
While golden moments flit:
They pass
Unheeded by:
And, as they fly,
Being dry,
Sit, idly sipping here
My beer..

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