The Brew


We all have our poison
 or potion of passion choice.

Me, I like a cold draft;
 my new port of call, Stella Artois,
 mostly for the story and the star reference,
 but, my heart is in Grolsch, with the swing top,
of course,
 and if I’m short, Dutch Windmill.

I like it all,
 brewed hops with a smile in crystal winks,
 the fact that I can be bolder with a thorn
 in my side, pisses in the wind of
 perfection, ahhh...

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