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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

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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.

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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

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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.

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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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George Arnold

O, finer far
Than fame, or riches, are
The graceful smoke-wreaths of this free cigar!
Why
Should I
Weep, wail, or sigh?
What if luck has passed me by?
What if my hopes are dead,—  
My pleasures fled?
Have I not still
My fill
Of right good cheer,—
Cigars and beer?

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Abraham  Cowley

Underneath this Myrtle shade.
On flowry beds supinely laid,
With od’orous Oyls my head o’re-flowing,
And around it Roses growing,
What should I do but drink away
The Heat, and troubles of the Day?


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Mike Cross

Here's to the beer we love to drink
And the food we love to eat.
Here's to our wives and sweethearts,
And may they never meet.

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Thomas Acquilla

When the glass is full,
Drink up! Drink up!
This maybe the last time
We see this cup.
If God wanted us sober,
He'd knock the glass over,
So while it is full we drink up!

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Kevin Murray
(with apologies to Yeats)

"Beer comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all that we will know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you and I sigh."

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Reed Johns

I have drunk from the cup of life,
from the brim, to the dregs,
but all I ever really wanted,
was the beer inside that Keg


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