The day went well, all things considered
But my mind was alive so I came here
To rid my mind of a few of the words
And settle from the effects of a beer.
It had been weeks since I tipped one
So I pondered one I’d yet to try out
I picked a Leinenkugels Helles Yeah
A break from my usual type: stout.
I drank it with my dinner, just one
Maybe it will give me some peace
For my mind is too thoughtful today
And my curse just needs a release.
Here I sit throwing away most words
They just don’t seem to give delight
I’ll just have to hope for some sleep
I’ll just go home, saying Good Night.