Beer Poems

[Sir Sudster]

As Inspired by El Pistolero I thought Id start a Beer poem thread.


Starkle starkle little twink
who the heck you are I think
I'm not under what you call
the alcofluence of incohol
I'm just a little slort of sheep
I'm not drunk like tinkle peep
I don't know who is me yet
but the drunker I stand here the longer I get
Just give me one more drink to fill me cup
'cuz I got all day sober to Sunday up.

 

[El Pistolero]

Bully!!

 

[sudsmonkey]

You go ! You poet of pilsner, bard of bock, sage of stout. I, sir, am impressed.

 

[Sir Sudster]

Our lager,
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink.
Thy will be drunk, (I will be drunk),
At home as it is in the tavern.
Give us this day our foamy head,
And forgive us our spillage,
As we forgive those who spill against us.
And lead us not to incarceration,
But deliver us from hangovers.
For thine is the beer, the bitter, and the lager.
Barmen.

-Author unknown

 

[El Pistolero]

Dang, you're on a roll tonight!

 

[sudsmonkey]

Should we look for a "Collected Works of Sudster" anytime soon?

 

[Sir Sudster]

Hmmmm, do you suppose plagiarism could be lucrative?

 

[El Pistolero]

Hmmmm, do you suppose plagiarism could be lucrative?

Does a beer do #2 in the woods?
Is the pope polish?