the world of beers

i stop into

a joint on the boulevard

called a world

of beers, it's next to mister donut,

and mrs. pretzel.

i don't like beer

but i want to see what a beer

from

fiji tastes like.

they don't have it, but it's

on its way.

come back next week,

the girl says.

what about a beer from

siberia,i ask her.

she says, no problem.

i watch her go to the bar

and pour

a budweiser into a fancy

mug and bring it

back.

i tell her that i saw her pour,

that i saw the bottle,

and that i know it's a budweiser.

she says. so.

they sell it there too.

they sell miller lite too,

care to try one of those?