No recipe today, just a cute poem I found in an old book:
Oh - Good Lord
The Horse and Mule live thirty years,
Yet know nothing of wines and beers.
Most Goats and Sheep at twenty die,
And have never tasted Scotch or Rye.
A Cow drinks water by the ton,
So at eighteen is mostly done.
The Dog in milk and water soaks,
And then in twelve short years he croaks.
Your Modest sober, bone-dry Hen,
Lays eggs for Nogs, then dies at ten.
All animals are strictly dry,
They sinless live and swiftly die.
But sinful, Ginful, beer soaked man,
Survives three score years and ten.
While some of us, though mighty few,
Stay sozzled till we're ninety-two.