Gwendolyn Rose Ojeda

A top ‘o the morning
To the Irish mead
To the bartender more tips
For this pleasant mead was
Sweeter than a fair maiden's lips
Over to the brisk taste of an amber
The refreshment of a smooth  pale
I was hanging on the edge
Waiting for my  cask-conditioned ale


Brian Hutton

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.


Marcus Kevin Fishly

There once was a man who did not have a fear
when he sat down and drank a six pack of beer
his belly did bloat, his weight it did rise
but the beer gave the feeling of being so wise

The thought of it cooling, so frosted and near
in the mug it sits so golden that beer
the taste is so good never bitter or queer
bringing always a laugh and never a tear

Many a time in that room full of cheer
a wrong emotion did come from that beer
it was never right to hold it so dear
replacing importance with just another cold beer

William Butler Yeats

A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote.
A journalist invents his lies, and rams them down your
So stay at home and drink your beer and let the
neighbors vote.


Oliver Holmes

Let schoolmasters puzzle their brain,
With grammar, and nonsense, and learning;
Good liquor, I stoutly maintain,
Gives genius better discerning.

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Beer Is Just Fine
by Roy Pett

Without any doubt or fear
my favourite drink is surely beer

anything from pale, to brown ale
in fact any beer that's on sale,

never halves, only pints or larger
stout, bitter, Smooth or golden lager,

wonderful taste of malt and hops
produced from ripe natural crops,

must be drunk cold never warm
drinking good beer will do no harm,

beer surely doesn't cause a beer belly
drink too much makes you very silly,

you can keep your spirits and wine
a good pint of beer to me is just fine,

beer is drunk north, south, east and west
every Country thinks their beers the best.


National Beer Day
by Alexia Andrews
(adapted from poem by Eileen Bauer)

Today's a holiday, but one
You might not know about.
It celebrates a drink I love
And cannot do without.

You may think c
offee, but you'd be wrong
(Although I love that, too).
The beverage that's honored
Is a
wonderful refreshing brew.

Yes, b
eer is the drink I mean -
old, big, strong and rich.
So many folks enjoy it
And we'd never ever switch.

To those of you who sip your w
e it red or white you think it fine
I really think that b
eer is best
Is the beverage b
etter than the rest


Stout Doggerel
by J.M Gutherie

I'd like to spend some time with you,
my dark and smooth draftee.
At dusk, when all my work is through,
I know you'll wait for me.

You're full of body, fair on top,
a bubble-head they say.
Your scent of roasted malt and hop
a working-man's bouquet.

Although there's fire in your veins,
Your touch is always cool.
I hope this doggerel explains
why, Stout, I am your fool.


Circles of Lace
by  Marlyn Ames

He slowly sips every drop o
f that brew
ings of white foam lace around his glass
hey climb and drop still circles true
His hand holds it fast as if stuck by glue

Ah, Beer
by J.C. Bauer

Beer, beer, beer, it's a magical brew
It's lovely and perfect from every view
Enjoy it by day or night and you'll see
All the fun and mirth that will be

Beer Me
by Reed Johnson

An iced cold beer
no doubt, is such a winner
there’s even been nights
that’s all I’ve had for dinner

Beer loosens inhibitions
and releases your fear
but sometimes too much
can make you unclear


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