Catalyst short poem

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If not for that pitcher of ugly beer,
We’d never have been in love.
You for once would never have
Made sense of my drunken chatter.
Nor I found your stubble anything to
Die for, considering how they prick
My chin, every time I try to kiss you.
If not for that pitcher of beer,
If not for the full moon night
I wouldn’t pass for a lunatic
Who roams about in rags,
Shouting your name in vain, to municipal lamp posts!

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