I wrote a little poem, in honor of Twas The Night Before Christmas, with a twist of beer. But since Google puts you on double secret probation for posting the same content in 2 places, I’ll just link back to where I originally posted it.
………He was merry and plump, a bizarre ballerina
And I laughed when I saw him, just like a hyena.
A Jack Nicholson eye and nod of his head,
Soon gave me to know the best was ahead………