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India is where it was born Or was it England? Probably somewhere in between When the stern wind blew it in Pale isn't a proper color I think more vibrantly Amber shaded glory Seen vividly on my tongue Ale, a old friend He grew on me Now we are best friends Riders to the end
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Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 7:51 PM UTC
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India is where it was born Or was it England? Probably somewhere in between When the stern wind blew it in Pale isn't a proper color I think more vibrantly Amber shaded glory Seen vividly on my tongue Ale, a old friend He grew on me Now we are best friends Riders to the end
An ode to my favorite beer
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Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 7:51 PM UTC
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