In honor of Neighbor Day and Narragansett's First Drunken Poets' Dinner, Gansett's own Poet Laureate created this in reference to Robert Burns' "Address to a Haggis".
Address to a Gansett
In mighty cans of white, red, green and black You stand sixteen ounces high, towering Above the puny mass market lager
A can above, crushed only by captain Quint, a sharker running fictitious shoals Off the waters of Amity Island
This seafaring hunter knew man needs beer To rise above what it takes to survive Coursing easy the swells in a small boat
And so, made on honor, sold on merit You give each neighbor foamy suds to drink And quench their thirst for Gansett, memory
In each quaff of when life in Rogues Island Depended on a local brewery And the cold kegs and cans it dispensed with pride
I address you now as I pop the top With prayer to Baccus and Dionysus That the flow of Lager, Fest, Porter and Bock
Never Stop
Marc Zegans
September 27, 2010