Ode to House Ale

Sometimes, I want my dad to know, even though I said I only like dark beer, I just had the most delicious house ale, so much so that  I write a poem on the mirror. Here’s what happens:

Ode to House Ale
House Ale, oh splendid brew
from whence come the flavors
that pour forth from you?
Each sip is simply stunning,
inspiring me like lightning
with hints of waterfalls,
wooded paths, and morning dew.

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