The Enduring Poetry
of Beer
sent in by the Muse readers

Hey, get your cold beer, get your ice
cold Ballantine Beer
It's the beer that's crisp and icily light
Clear cold taste that's precisely right
Frosty, lively, crystally clear
The crisp refresher, Ballantine,
Ballantine Beer

submitted by ThreeRingAle

If all be true that I do think,
There be Five Reasons why one
should Drink;
Good friends, good beer, or being
Or lest we should be by-and-by,
Or any other reason why.

submitted by  Cuffster

I think that I shall never hear
A poem as lovely as a beer
The brew that Dan's bar has on tap
With golden base and snowy cap
The foamy stuff I drink all day
Until my memory melts away
Poems are made by fools I fear
But only a saintly brewer          can
make a beer.

submitted by thealcalde

Not drunk is he who from the floor
Can rise alone and still drink more;
But drunk is he who prostrate lies
Without the power to move or rise.

sumbitted by pjtam

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