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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The Empty Bottle
by William Aytoun

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!


Strong Beer
by Robert Graves

What do you think
The bravest drink
Under the sky?”
“Strong beer,” said I.

“There’s a place for everything,
Everything, anything,
There’s a place for everything
Where it ought to be:
For a chicken, the hen’s wing;
For poison, the bee’s sting;
For almond-blossom, Spring;
A beerhouse for me.”


by  Joy Poulese

Roses are red,
Beer is great,
Poems are hard,
Guess I'll just drink more beer.”


Cold Beer Country
by Tobey Keith

t’s cold beer country
110 in the shade
Iced tea won’t cut it
And neither will lemonade
I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool
And a jukebox by my dear
Singing cold beer country
'Cause it’s cold beer country round here


Save Water, Drink Beer
by Chris Young

It ain't rained in four months
One cigarette spark will burn the whole town up
That 'ole well is plum dry
The city put a limit on the water you can buy
We don't mind 'cause 'round here
We save water and drink beer

Ice cold, genuine, raise 'em up, drip 'em dry
Holler and swaller y'all
Support your local wildlife
Do your part around here
Save water and drink beer

We're goin' green, hey look at us
We're maybe even doin' just a little too much
Poppin' tops, gettin' tans
And that's the price we'll pay 'til the long drought ends
We help the world around here
We save water and drink beer


by Lee Bryce

Sunday, football game, hot dog and a mustard stain,
Cussing out the ref but I guess I can't complain,
I've got it made in the shade of a sixty inch Sony
and my lazy boy chair

I like it ice cold, I take it with a lime,
Canadian, Mexican, Heineken, American, they're all
real good friends of mine
I like it in a mug, in a bottle, or a cup, I like it with a shot
I like it when I'm fishing on the lake,
I like it when I'm wishing I was fishing on the lake


Beer Drinkin' Woman
Memphis Slim
Now I walked into a beer tavern
To give a girl a nice time
When I entered I had forty-five dollars
When I left I had one dime

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