Red Umbrella, Christopher Shay
It truly was a dark and stormy night when the brew master
finally left the brew pub. It had been a long day of brewing
but finally the fresh hops deliverd by the Jones family
were safely tucked into what Patrick hoped
would be a prize winning beer.
The day had started out a wee bit misty,
typical of this part of the world, but it was a fine
soft mist and wouldn't interfere
with the small hop harvest scheduled.
There were three fine men helping and
one bystander full of beer with hop questions.
It only took perhaps an hour to cut down the
four varieties so necessary for this brew.
Patrick was content as he made his way home
whistling his favorite tune "The Orange and the Green"
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