Nomad, an expectant tribute

December 9, 2011

 

 

It was said to be so,

That Great Divide was with child,

Something unlike their other beers you know,

A pilsner, indeed, with a golden bright hue,

‘Twas to be called Nomad,

And it’s handcrafted just for you,

It shall arrive on the eve of the new year,

To be hoisted, not foisted, above in a cheers,

For, with gusto and glee, the people hark, “here, here!”

What better way to celebrate than with tasty, new beer?

So, keep an eye out, watch for the stork,

This beer baby’s demure, light on the torque.

Join on on New Years, for the inaugural pour,

Undoubtedly, you’ll leave, simply wanting more.