Pbr, Colt 45, Old Milwaukee, Schlitz, And Even Lonestar Beer, Oh My! Poem by Joe Rosochacki

Pbr, Colt 45, Old Milwaukee, Schlitz, And Even Lonestar Beer, Oh My!



The Russians are coming,
THE Russians are coming
They have gone and went
Who knew?
They, the Communistic capitalists,
who have taken control of the common American's brew,
They did what the Cuban missile could not do.
Gorbachev said 'Tear down this brewery! '
Rubels, Euros, Dollars they are the same
In the end game
Putin annexes Crimea
Oasis annexes Pabst Brewing Co.,
Which is like Crimea but without an 'a'
So I guess all is fair in love and war.
They take our beer,
we took their Vodka.
Do they have a Native-American Nation to
- - called the Mohawk?

9-27-12

Saturday, September 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: money
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Joe Rosochacki

Joe Rosochacki

Hamtramck, Michigan
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