MUTUAL IMPROVEMENT.
Ye who rejoice in beer and pipes,
You ought not to repine,
But be right glad if British swipes
Complete with light French wine;
Because the contest will be, which
Potation shall prevail,
And small beer then will grow more rich,
And men brew better ale.
Brew better ale, I will repeat,
Not bitter, understand,
Beyond the flavour, counted meet,
Of old, in English land;
The taste of sound and wholesome hops;
And we shall fill our jugs
With happy ale, instead of slops
Imbued with foreign drugs.
Big Brewers will, by cheap Bordeaux,
To look alive be made,
For fear that they should little grow,
Through falling off of trade;
And publicans will take some care
To sell their porter pure,
When people will no longer bear
The stuff they now endure.
Good Beaune will better bad brown stout,
Light Macon when we get,
At lower price, it will, no doubt,
Improve our heavy wet.
The stingo of our sires of old,
That made their noses shine,
Again in England will be sold,
Along with cheap French wine.
Tautology.- Calling a woman an angel. Jenkins.
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