Hops, Oh Wonderful Hops
By Anonymous
Hops, hops, oh wonderful hops
For you, our passion is true.
You flavor our beer
And at least once a year
We grind you up in a brew.
Your oils are essential
Your qualities diverse.
But, drink too much nectar
And our stomach might burst.
Hops are the gem
And the barkeepers friend
For keeping us stuck on that stool.
Cause if we order a beer
And the aroma is clear
With no citrus or spice to declare.
We’ll throw it right back
On the bartender’s lap
Then we’ll get ourselves out of that chair.
Cascade! Chinook! Amarillo!
These are our favorite cheers.
For without these friends
We’d rather have the bends.
Our life would be moot
Things just wouldn’t compute!
Not all might agree
But they will after three
Of our favorite hop bombs and brews
So go get some beer
There are some good ones we hear!
Just make sure that the hops do come through.