Beer.
Beer!
BEER!
Beer, my lifeblood, my prime source of burps
A wench in each arm and a kiss between slurps
Some rum to spice up things is never amiss
But nothing's like beer when you're aiming for bliss!
Some people have vodka and some may have wine
But when it comes to the beer, it's mine, all mine!
The cold of the pint and the froth of the head
The glass of perfection without which I'd be dead
It should be clear now, for all to see
When you've got beer - give it to me!



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 Darkness looming,
 the only light enveloping my hand.
 A look through the glass,
 and all is sweet oblivion,
 shining down in some ethereal form.
 It is not understandable,
 and yet i must try.
 For what else can i do?
 To stay silent is wrong,
 or is it impossible?
 This beauty which is the night,
 how will it go?
 So beautiful in its pathways,
 threading around me,
 through every molecule of matter.
 Such a simple thing, darkness.
 So why is everyone always afraid?
 Why was i?
 It is truly so beautiful,
 i revel in it,
 its comforting waves,
 gentle in its ebbs and flows.
 I let it carry me away,
 until morning comes again.


-- 
Krath Priestess Siyavash Kaida
Knight Commander Emeritus