Guinness Poems - Poems about Guinness

A lass with red hair, bright and fair, Loved Guinness and drank without care, When she tripped on a stone, She let out a groan, Then farted and stunk up the air!...

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Say goodnight the party's over One more year a four leaf clover A pint of Guinness before bed Heals the shillelagh to the head...

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To every man who's gathered in the pub, enjoying our good Guinness by the glass— may all your troubles burp and belch away and all your dreams, in bubbles, come to pass. For never on this Greenest Isle was seen a sweet colleen, or girl, or bonnie lass could half resist a man whose frothy ale bestowed a blessing, brewed with Guinness gas. Sláinte!...

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His drink the black beauty foaming and thick toasting St Patrick until he gets sick then off to the loo he knows what to do cuz ya can't teach an old dog a new trick 3/2/2021...

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Vodka seems to be part of the Russians. It's like order and structure for Prussians. Vodka opens the mind, but it makes one inclined to fall over and suffer concussions. How the Irish delight in their drink is straightforward and touching I think. Sean and Mary McGinnis raise their glasses of Guinness, and then gulp to oblivion's brink. I’ve been told that the Finns take...

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Sunlit days I spent on the moor Sweet Summer heather scents allure Bathing in waves on Dublin's shore Aye, Irish lore Aye, Irish lore Crumbling castles on exhibit Pricey ticket; warm day visit Guinness stout without a limit Tastes exquisite Tastes exquisite Stung by wild bees in clover leaves Winded, needed the help of...

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St Patrick’s day is great to drink Guinness and relate how great the Irish are at falling out of bar in a highly drunken state penned 14 March 2017...

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Guinness Interruptus The sweet lass he was chasing was Finnish but like Popeye he needed his spinach to build up his strength in longing and length so he stopped for a flagon of Guinness 3/14/2017 submitted to – Luck of the Irish Limerick Contest...

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Pints Of Guiness By Laura D 2.18.2017 Fragile as we really are We'll never make it very far Twisted as my heart can be It never falls for fallacy If I could only stay awake I'd stay this way without a way Decay among the frayed outlines I swear to god i'd be just fine Put your tired hand in mine Grab my hips and...

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Guinness Finesse There’s an art to the pouring of Guinness requiring a devilish finesse twixt the foam and the ale the rule cannot fail never pour ‘til the first one is finished. John G. Lawless 2/28/2015...

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Iced-sweats seep down her ebony skin- this sexy number 8 needs a take-in. while she gawp, i stared back only to drool and hijack her, for her name is GUINNESS, my sole kin!...

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