The wind howls. Snow piles up, melts, then freezes.
Days pass without direct sunlight. It's wintertime in Chicago.
You can forget about parking--all of the spots are taken,
saved by miscellaneous crap, known as "dibs."
The tradition is practiced by first-rate idiots.
So you park a mile away, shivering on your walk home.
But this will be waiting for you, ready to warm your bitter heart.
Our English-style Barleywine is chewy and rich, accented by an addition of honey.
Kick over that chair, dibs are for dummies.
British-Style Barley Wine Ale