Ode To Beer
The first drop—an instantaneous plunge
Into another world,
blushing, warm, and welcome
Dazed and daydreaming,
My taste buds singing,
My palette bathed in smooth softness,
My soul turns bright and whole,
Full dark with barley juice,
And happy Irish cream,
And as I raise my glass to Bacchus,
and curse the sober world,
So gray and plain and dead,
I hug and cling to chaos,
So colorful and free,
And dance and dream like pagans do,
Until the music dies.
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