Oktoberfest

OKTOBERFEST Wielding the power of the hefty beer stein, Energized with viking-like biceps, We lift the suds in veneration In front of our patriotic hearts. Lively band plays Ein Prosit, Lips coordinate, resounding louder and louder. Parade of dirndls and lederhosen - Amorous couples enjoying Bavarian dance, Resplendent in reddened faces - Tapping, turning, with joyful Yearning, as the oak and maple Leaves change their costumes, and Interrupt the Summer’s warmth. Kamikaze arms tire, dropping their steins, while Everyone laughs and cheers. Tables set for a feast of Black Forest Hams, Potato pancakes, creamy sauerkraut. Empty stomachs applaud, then quake at the sight of Rouladin, a savory favorite of flattened beef Elegantly rolled up with bacon, vegetables, and Sumptuous pickles. Tantalized tongues ooh and ahh. None will be left, yet the festival lasts, supplying us with October’s sensate salted pretzels, a mouth-watering Treat. Need to down another beer Or two or three…I’ve lost count! Memories made on this chilly day, Ornaments of cuckoo clocks and steins bought for Remembrance will be hung from December firs. Robotic we stare, eyes and ears filled with sights and sounds: Oktoberfest is in the air and, We’ll party like there’s no tomorrow! 10/13/2016