Hah! Madness!! It appears that the rules of art tie some hands too tightly:
Woe is the beer mimeI deny the charge! Beer Haiku Daily has clearly targetted this here blog for some sort of rumble in verse and I am ready. Three decades ago I packed an incredible (but, of course, not socially overwhelming) amount of poetic study into my achievement of that supreme intellectual test, the BA in English Lit. from a mid-major Canadian university. In response to the BHD's first salvo across the bow I give you this...which, if you can believe it, only took me 37 seconds to think up:
he can’t speak the poetry
in praise of fine beer
All poetry weeps:You can see where I am coming from, right? More on the contest here.
Free tickets? free craft beer? No!
A penguin trips, falls.