Farewell My Michelob Poem by John F. McCullagh

Americans, in general, are still fond of their beers-
consuming many million twelve ounce cans.
Still, when you get right to the bottom
some famous brands have been forgotten
and soon they’ll fade away like Schlitz and Piels.

Folks these days prefer the” crafts”, served in pitchers
or on draft. Low calorie is the order of the day.
While some people live the High Life, it matters not to my life.
Old Sam Adams smiles when I say cheers.

Budweiser, in dismay, sees its sales flat
then fade away -down seven million barrels in one year
Old Milwaukee’s running dry, they are barely getting by
Michelob has been forgotten, it appears.

Do you remember Schaeffer beer and
Rheingold in a can- mass market in the
golden age of brew.?
Those names fell by the wayside
and are no longer heard in Bayside.
the folks on Bell are craving something new.

The calories must be light, because our jeans are way too tight.
served it with orange, with change back from a ten.
We’ll stand at the bar and reminisce
about the girls we never kissed
remembering the fun we had back then.