Sonnet V: Drinking Beer

Drinking is logarithmic we decided While finishing the upteenth beer last night. It was just before we had recited Monty Python and the Meaning of Life. It seems that the first beer is always “taste” And the second, so good, it comes so close, That we drink the third beer with hurried haste And the next three beers are a single dose. Your head is now swimming, but you’re not drunk, And getting the seventh beer from the fridge You think, “Alfred E. Newman, what a hunk.” With another beer you're burning the bridge Between being cool and over the edge, And you can’t balance beer while on that ledge.