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BEERS One is a lager, one is an ale One of them darker, one of them pale One has aroma with plenty of flavor One you might guzzle, one you just savor One tastes of oranges or maybe its wheat One a bit bitter, one kind of sweet One comes from Europe, one comes from Brit One from the store, maybe one from a kit One forms from the bottom, one forms from the tops One alters the flavor depending on hops One in a day is ready to pour One tastes much better in three months or more Don’t drink from the bottle, use a pint glass The former’s for bowlers, the latter shows class Poured down the middle with a white foamy head Releases aromas so the experts have said Ales are ancient predating the Sphinx But lagers today the connoisseur drinks Barley and water, some hops and some yeast And you’ve got a drink fit for any old feast

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