It seems you have found my profile! Welcome!

Take a seat! Why not even stay a while? You can grab yourself a cold one with John Beer! For he is just such a dear friend. He is always here no need to fear!

Here is a little Haiku while you pass through: "I've always wanted to write a haiku about a Beer. I can't believe John Beer has beaten me to it."
- Matthew Charlie
And now for a short poem -

A Poem by John Beer
Whose Beer is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite angry though.
He was cross like a dark potato.
I watch him pace. I cry hello.

He gives his Beer a shake,
And screams I've made a bad mistake.
The only other sound's the break,
Of distant waves and birds awake.

The Beer is Soft, Foamy and deep,
But he has promises to keep,
Tormented with nightmares he never sleeps.
Revenge is a promise a man should keep.

He rises from his cursed bed,
With thoughts of violence in his head,
A flash of rage and he sees red.
Without a pause I turned and fled.