Ode to Beer. Oh! fizzing pop of hop and bale! Oh! bring me another pint! My eyes are as bright for ale! Just bring me another pint! As usual I squeal like a child in fear. But I'm so different with you. As usual I feel so queer after beer. But, not so different with you. In the morn, when my angular hair scares, Just stumble me back to the pub. We grumble and shake like myopic old bears. Just trundle us back to our pub.
Charles Wells, British Brewer, was born today in 1842.
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