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Mist formed above the rim,
Dew drops coalesced and dribbled down.
The frothy head gave scent of hops,
Light filtered through in shades of brown.
The first imbibe gave foamy bitter,
And slid through gullet without pause.
A tingled descent on empty pallet
Brought forth a belch to stay the cause.
To join the juice of barley’s journey
Came small but delicate links of lamb.
Lest lamb feel slighted for lack of want,
There came for company a piece of ham.
At last there was sweet harmony
As ale was joined by spicy meats,
For to drink on empty stomachs
Will lead to muddled feet.
"See the man with the lonely eyes, oh, take his hand, you'll be surprised." Supertramp.