My Epic Beer Poem, Part 6

Beer may make you commit vehicular manslaughter;
It may make you have a daughter.
It may make you refuse to grow up;
It will make you want to throw up.
I hope that I have made you smile;
Even if this has taken a while.
Aren't we glad that beer is legal;
So we can feel like we're flying like eagles?

It may make it hard to run;
It may make you have a son.
It may make you very wild;
It may make you abandon your child.
It may make you want to spit;
It may make you want to shit and quit.
It may make you want to eat;
It may make you have clumsy feet.
It may make you want to work on art;
It may make you need to fart.
It may make you want to write;
It may make you want to fight.

You will always want another;
It can turn an enemy into a brother.
Beer is good for joke inspiration and constipation;
And very cooling after perspiration.

It can make you into a prick;
It can make you want to do a trick; it can also make you need to flick your Bic.
It can make you want to be out is the sun;
It can make you want to shoot your gun.