
| --------------------------------------------- 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 throat. 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. Special thanks all for sending in the poems! Be a Beer Muse. Send your poems/stories to webmaster@beernexus.com |
| --------------------------------------------- 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.” ---------------------- Beer 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 ------------------------ 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 Beer 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 -------------------------- 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 Special thanks all for sending in the poems! (BeerNexus does NOT validate authorship of submitted material) ch Be a Beer Muse. Send your poems/stories to webmaster@beernexus.com |