Poems of the Week

At the Hops

by Steven Urquhart Bell

“Hoppy IPA beers may lower risk of developing Alzheimer’s, study suggests”
The Independent

When barroom conversation starts to sputter—
A joke falls flat or someone makes a gaffe—
The married men will pull a face and mutter,
“My wife thinks I’m in here to have a laugh.”

But regulars are healthcare pioneers
Whose spouses really ought to thank, not curse, them
For selflessly consuming hoppy beers
So that their wives will never need to nurse them.