If a brewery be near I'd
March
A prolific distance, and
Maybe over that
Dune we'd
Duly find company more
August where
Sipped amber they
Concoct over
Enough embers to
Dissemble a warmth more welcome than any old bar'en parched land!
The year of months wasn't going to be meth-related, but any other allusion to February not involving breweries deserted me!
