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Ode to a New Fermenter

Temptation, lo these many months at the homebrew shop.
$13.99 – an ale pail with grommeted top.
Each time I somehow passed you by on my way to shop.
Always knowing I would give in ‘pon some future stop.

Your lid, so tight! Your color, so white!
Neither stubborn yellow stain nor spot of mold in sight.
And yet I feel drawn to put you to some use tonight.
Is there any motive that can rid me of this fright?

It’s true, to own so clean a vessel can bring fleeting cheer.
But your intended purpose is bringing loved ones near.
There is but one earthly fluid can chase away my fear.
So damn the torpedos, I’ll be filling you with beer.

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