The poem is satire! Enjoy!

Brett Kavanaugh sat before the Senate Judiciary Committee telling them that it is perfectly normal for him to drink beer and that he only got drunk up to the limit; which usually left him knocked out on a couch. Here's a poem he once wrote about his love for beer. Enjoy!

I like beer.
I drink beer.
Beer, beer, beer.
Where's my beer?
You got some beer?
Give it here.
I like beer.
Beer, beer, beer.
Did you hear, I don't wear any underwear?
It's true.
I like to boof.
How about you?
Tuooduwuskuoooloooo!
How you doing?
I'm single.
You wanna mingle?
Uhh, no means yes.
Yes means no.
I fucked a ghost in the grocery store.
Oh, I like beer.
I drink beer.
Beer, beer, beer.
I'm a gentleman scholar who makes all the girls holler.
Hey, let's go to the strip club and buy some love!
All you need is a dollar and you don't even have to wear a glove.
I'm a Delta Kappa Epsilon, another word for a con.
When the girls see me, they all run.
All I wanna do is have a little fun.
Skeet, skeet, skeet, is what I do.
Show 'em my mushroom toadie
And have 'em screaming, "Oh Lordy!"
I like beer.
I drink beer.
Beer, beer, beer.
I'ma little devil who plays in the "devil's triangle."
Ow, something's up my anal!
I like beer.
I drink beer.
Beer, beer, beer.