Beer Me!

I shall not yield my dent upon the couch
In vain pursuit of freedom from the pangs
Of fluids having fled my arid tongue
Whilst idlers of my own creation crouch
Behind the sofa vexing me with bangs
And feigned falsetto conflicts of the young

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Silliness is good
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