In frothy mugs, with hoppy scents and hues,
Craft beer, a nectar fit for the gods,
A brew that brings us comfort and good news,
With each sip, a story told and odds.
Its golden hues, with bubbles that arise,
A dance of flavors on the tongue to meet,
A union of hops and malts, a sweet surprise,
A drink that brings the soul to skip a beat.
A respite from the daily grind and woes,
A drink to share with friends and make them smile,
With endless styles and endless tales to know,
It's a brew that's worth more than any trial.
So let's raise a glass, to this craft beer,
A drink that brings us joy and friendship dear.
