Ale
Created | Updated Oct 17, 2005
Sunday by the Sabbath's held
The flow of wines and ales are quelled
Monday with new weeks dawn
Carries prohibition on
Tuesday finds no end to thirst
This drought not even near its worst
Wednesday finds our middle ground
And not a single drop is found
Thursday things are getting dire
Fermenting the one desire
Friday comes at last we see
Pints and quarts and yards flow free
Saturday as Friday's friend
Repeats the circle once again