[MaryFromMichigan]

Anyone remember this...?

I think that I shall never hear
A poem as lovely as a beer
The brew that Joe's bar has on tap
With golden base and snowy cap
The foamy stuff I drink all day
Until my memory melts away
Poems are writ by fools I fear
But only Schlitz
can make a beer.

Fond memories of Mad Magazine back in the '60s. :)

[don-o]

I do remember. And this one.

Tigers, Tigers burning bright
In the ballparks of the night
Your pitching's fair, your field adroit
So why no pennants for Detroit?

You blaze around the big league parks
With bats that fairly give off sparks
Then from on high, while sitting pretty
You blow four games in Kansas City.

There's more that I forget