Natural Spring Beer

I am walking through the desert, all dusty and parched. Eventually, being resigned to meet my death, I fall on my face — I haven’t had any type of beverage in weeks, and I can no longer stand on my legs or sit up or even lift my head. 

But now, passing directly before my eyes, I behold a glistening yellowish stream trickling forth. So I put out my tongue for a taste, and I quickly revive: for, it is Natural Spring Beer, the sustainer of existence. 

I keep drinking and drinking; then I rest by the spring and let the golden liquid trickle over my body. Little birds come near and twitter, flapping blissfully; also squirrels and deer hop happily over and join me. All the animals gather close: they drink their fill and eventually fall sound asleep. Now the earth is quiet and all is well, because Natural Spring Beer is the savior of organic life.