Best Lagers Poems

I noticed her limp immediately
when she sat next to me on the bench
in the park outside of the Prado.
I inquired about her deep brown eyes
behind her octagonal glasses
that looked sad and defeated.
“I was robbed here yesterday,
during siesta,” she said.
“Two men with knives
jumped out from the...

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1/21/19
"OAT"
I was wrong to quit
It's been too long I admit
Was gone a bit
On a trip
Putting down lagers quick
Now I'm back with a stronger grip
Deep down in the water sits
The key for you and me, it is not a myth
Now go ahead and ponder this
Does god...

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This is the best beer I've ever had. 
Yes, The best beer I've ever had. 
No beer is really bad, but 
This is the best beer I’ve ever had. 
 
Beer’s invention was accidental I’m told. 
Something about stored grain and mold. 
Before the Sphinx, beer was made and sold; 
And at...

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When the day dwindles pale...with my tall mug of ale
I'm a weepy ole' fool , it is quite plain to see 
I'll  shed many a tear ore'  the wee smallest thing
I am known to spill oceans, with a tall chug-a-lug
There'll be tubs splashing...

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She is scantly dressed as she twirls and dances
she dances on a raised platform with eyes staring
Her clients mostly male partaking lagers and beers
Her job involves dancing and teasing these clients
In her eyes lies a dazed look like shes high on drugs

She told her mama...

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8/28/17
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One day 
I may
Leave impressions
Questions
About simple things and other dimensions
With different facial expressions
Paying attention
In all directions
With good intentions
Learning lessons
Because there could be no exceptions

Before it all goes down the gutter
And I go under
Still full of wonder
So much to discover
Among seas and lumber
During rain and thunder
Can't...

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Conversations confusing
Google bots are oozing as I type
Quiet yet quite the riot
Gents lament a Goddess rant
Counting Coronets that can’t…
Hailing comments that She shan’t
Whale her song from a ship of Pink.
While her telly was quite the philly
Her belly was shaking with quiet silly
A butter in the...

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The armies they are massing:
They line and ring every shore, every strand bristling with 
The deadliest of weapons;
The tocsin should be sounded, 
And every cannon is round at its bore.
Fires rage unchecked and unopposed throughout the 
Entire world, and mankind, in part, prepares hastily and needlessly 
Yet more and...

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T'was the night before Christmas and through the beer store
folks were procuring Christmas cheer by the score.
They came from near and far to get bottles of rum
to make yummy eggnog and to its pleasures succumb.

Our Ukrainian friends, Vlodymir and Prianka,     ...

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Setting: outdoor pub in Prague.
On the table: brews!
Reason: hungry, tired and
So many beers to choose.

At the table next to us,
Americans on tour,
Drinking beer in every town,
As much as pubs could pour.

We had forty years on them.
Still, we started yakking,
Trading stories, facts and jokes;
Subjects weren't lacking.

That's...

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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,...

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4/19/21

This goes out to whoever
I got to do better
And keep it together

Blinded by it
The reason why I buy it
Can't deny it
I continue to try it
For a period of time, I was able to fight it
Gone past the point of needing to hide it

It's there for...

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aswirl within tremendous maelstroms
universal united uninhabitable cauldron
tempered with analogous:
outrageous, portentous
thunderous cacophony in tandem

with thick mucilaginous fog
metaphorically postpartum
nebulous placenta afterbirth
and/or proto planets aborted

per primordial material
slowly (millions of years) coalescence
annealed bubbling primeval soup
engendering (extant

via immeasurably immense stretches of time)
subsequent birth of quasi solar systems
where antediluvian cosmic midwife...

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"Ballinger's pride will be the death of him,"
Was the last muttering of the old cyclops before 
The poison took over. Never trust unicorn bartenders.

Young Gallimay, the town's token centaur,
Walked into this scene:
Serren's body laid across the bar.
Tempest the unicorn bartenders cleaned pint glasses. (All ladee-da.)...

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