Ode To a Missing Beer

Oh this is an ode to my friend’s missing beer, Gone missing in fact because he isn’t here, The pizza’s consumed and I’ve sated my thirst, For pizza and beer are quite often rehearsed. I’m writing this poem and singing its praise, So he will be sorry the rest of his days. The pizza was tangy (beer cold as he feared), The longer he tarried the more disappeared, When friends cannot make it remember this test, Though company’s fun, a full stomach is best. Can’t say that I’ve given much thought to his plight, The one thing for sure is I’ll sleep good tonight. Brian Johnston February 7, 2017