Eulogy for Mendip Twister

Mendip Twister
You make my fillings numb -
Unworried universe, here I come.
You may be 6.3% ABV
And give me peace by intoxicated proxy.
But, with your red-brown froth, and emptying meniscus
There's very little chance that you will risk us
Becoming subdued, or worrisome again
Mendip Twister, let it rain, let it rain,
For with your rich palette of history,
There can be no mystery -
Another, another
Another, must be slain.