Short Jeer Poems

At Thirst I Jeer With Beer

I shall remain here
To you remain near...

So, have no fear
Of one who's dear;
By me crowned Deer;
Here's your head gear...

But I need beer,
Its thirst a sear:
To me quite clear
I can't "wait" bear...

Yes, wish to hear 
"Here's my cold beer"
To at thirst jeer:
Push to the rear.