A Bottle of Thums-Up

                 

I taste the thunder by opening the cork;

It is even more delicious than beef-pork.

When I drink the thunder and cheer;

I thing that why people drink beer.

It wipes far all of my tears;

It blasts of all of my fears.

When I drink the thundering thums-up;

It refreshes and makes my soul wake-up.

When I drink the thunder chilled;

I find my sadness and dullness killed.

I kiss the thunder with my lips and drink;

“It is the best ever drink”, is what I think.