It's Hiber Day!
The bells all are ringing,
Indeed, the people all singing,
For there is a time each old year,
When we release a very special beer.
It’s called Hibernation,
Following it, a cult fascination.
It’s malty and mysterious,
and tasty– you hearin’ us?!
No beef against summer,
Because it’s surely no bummer,
But, fall, thou never hast failed,
To keep us English-Style Old Ale-d.