Lucy Burrow

Rookie - 40 Points (1961 / Nigeria, West Africa)

In Praise Of Ale! - Poem by Lucy Burrow

The brewers of this nation nare renowned for their fine ales
They brew them up in Scotland, Ireland, England - and in Wales
There are Manx brews and Scilly brews and brews from far Cornwall
My delight's the supping of each one, to find the best of all
There is 'Knicker Dropper Glory', 'Bishop's Finger' and there's 'Bass'
Marstons' beer - a 'Pedigree' some think none could surpass!
You can have the 'Doggies Bollocks' or some 'Fuggles' in your Jar
Or 'Indiana's Bones', my friend, when you go to the bar!

Beers are brewed from barley, from the maltsters fine domain
Where he germinates the seed and then kiln dries the grain
Then its crushed and, mashed with water, then its mashed with hops
With yeast it's then fermented, put in barrels, sent to shops!
There is 'Whistle Belly Vengeance' and a tasty 'Pitchfork' brew
Of 'Otter', 'Barn Owl', 'Dolphin' I'll admit I've supped a few!
You could have a 'Pig's Ear' even have the entire 'Snout'
I even once had 'Wobbly Bob' behind 'The Tickled Trout'!

Beware of specific gravity, it may well alter yours
Too high and one too many finds you crawling on all fours
It lubricates the vocal chords, you'll be singing like the birds
But it waters down your senses so you up your muddled words!
Good ale is like good women, its tasty and its kind
Its hard to go on working 'cos it's always on your mind
It picks you up, it's physic - all your troubles it will ease
So landlord, it's a pint of your good ale, I'm drinking, please


Comments about In Praise Of Ale! by Lucy Burrow

  • (2/10/2018 3:52:00 AM)


    a nicely descriptive poem that when finished leaves you wanting more? ..............well penned Lucy (Report) Reply

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  • Rajaram Ramachandran (11/30/2005 8:10:00 PM)


    It lubricates the vocal chords, you'll be singing like the birds
    But it waters down your senses so you up your muddled words!
    Good ale is like good women, its tasty and its kind
    Its hard to go on working 'cos it's always on your mind
    It picks you up, it's physic - all your troubles it will ease
    So landlord, it's a pint of your good ale, I'm drinking, please

    Though I don't drink, after reading this I feel like having drunk.
    (Report) Reply

  • Lucy Burrow (11/9/2005 3:18:00 PM)


    Thanks Ernestine - I need a proof reader - Dyslexia lures KO!
    It is ear.
    Regards, Lucy
    (Report) Reply

  • Ernestine Northover (11/9/2005 11:46:00 AM)


    Another good one Lucy, very ale and hearty. Sincerely Ernestine. By the way, is it 'Pigs Era' or 'Pigs Ear'? (Report) Reply

  • (11/8/2005 8:31:00 PM)


    I'll drink to that! (Report) Reply

  • (11/8/2005 7:07:00 PM)


    Thanks for that Lucy...I am thirsty now! So is the rest of the world I expect! lol 9 from me. How could you do this to me? rofl sulking Tai (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 8, 2005

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 9, 2005


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