Brewer

A poetic dedication to Gods among mere mortal men.......

From IPA to stout .

 For every thirsty lout.

Brewing frothy goodness,

 is what I am about.

Some they scream for ale.

 From Nutty brown to pale.

One pint too much and you will wake married or in jail !

I cater to the Germans.

Who love to sip a bock.

I serve the surly Irish.

Strutting like a c**k .

 Powers I have been given.

Not unlike the divine.

 I make the girls all pretty .

 Let them drink the wine.

So befriend the closest tavern.

For greater men are fewer.

 Than the great man, that you call.

Your local Brewer !!!!!