The Stella Man Poem by Kaspa Richards

Beware of the Stella man,
He’ll drown the sorrows of his life
Then head home to beat the dome of his wife,
Be cautious of the Stella man,
He the type to hype a fight over nothing,
Then say how his pint needs yet another topping,
There goes the Stella man with a can in his hand,
Seeing a red mist with a clenched fist
Searching for a weak victim to hit them with
That’s this Stella mans alcoholic plan
To try and prove he a man to that clan
Of Stella can men, his so called friends
Funny lil punks who stay drunk to the end,
Coz they want the end of there life to be near
They drink so much because when sober
Its everything and anything they fear,
More lager courage add a shed load of more beer
And what do you have?
The Stella man who only wants to hear his Stella clan cheer