...And malt does more than Milton can
To justify God's ways to man. -- A. E. Housman

I'm very fond of water,
I drink it noon and night;
No mother's son or daughter
Hath therein more delight.
At luncheon, too, I drink it,
And strength it seems to bring:
When really good, I think it
A liquor for a king.
But I forgot to mention --
'Tis best to be sincere --
I use an old invention
That makes it into Beer. -- Lord Neaves

Through the years we've grown used
To the truth-telling boor,
So rejoice in the yeast
And its white lies on beer,
In the bubble-borne boost
To the bedlam where you're
A contented old beast
In a Happy New Year. -- me