Our production folks had a burst (or maybe a spasm) of creativity a while back and produced some beer-related haiku. For your enjoyment:
The Reinheitsgebot:
Barley, hops, yeast, and water.
Sounds boring to me.
Microbreweries
serve pints to communities
and unite us all.
Lazily clinging
foam lace decorates the glass
and tells a beer tale.
Cold Eddy Out flows
freely from taps and cans to
quench Missoula's thirst.
Cold Smoke Scotch Ale leaves
the glass on a journey that
will end in a bowl.
Wicked keg machine
whipping hoses, spraying lye,
burns balls and blinds eyes.
Cans by the thousands.
The aluminum masters.
We can so you can.
The railyard rumbles
outside the canning room door
as we fill orders.
H.X., H.L.T.
C.I.P. the B.B.T.
Nice clean H.L.P.
Anybody have some beer poetry they'd like to share? I'd really like to see a sonnet, if you're ambitious. All above crappy haikus are property of Kettlehouse Brewing Company, LLC.
The Reinheitsgebot:
Barley, hops, yeast, and water.
Sounds boring to me.
Microbreweries
serve pints to communities
and unite us all.
Lazily clinging
foam lace decorates the glass
and tells a beer tale.
Cold Eddy Out flows
freely from taps and cans to
quench Missoula's thirst.
Cold Smoke Scotch Ale leaves
the glass on a journey that
will end in a bowl.
Wicked keg machine
whipping hoses, spraying lye,
burns balls and blinds eyes.
Cans by the thousands.
The aluminum masters.
We can so you can.
The railyard rumbles
outside the canning room door
as we fill orders.
H.X., H.L.T.
C.I.P. the B.B.T.
Nice clean H.L.P.
Anybody have some beer poetry they'd like to share? I'd really like to see a sonnet, if you're ambitious. All above crappy haikus are property of Kettlehouse Brewing Company, LLC.
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