Shifting Borders Among German Speaking Peoples from Ancient Times to the Present
Hops the men grew for beer the men pissed
were reason enough for any irredentist.
Preferences (in Reverse)
A lager is mostly water,
but it soothes my throat.
With a Weizen … fight’s on,
just to stop the bloat.
The stout packs clout
and tastes like creosote,
but a belgian brings belching
—tasted twice, I’ll note—
while an ale, especially a pale,
will always have my vote.
After Hours, With a Stopwatch
Stretched out across the bar, mouth on spigot,
we drank enough to float a frigate.