Väki, creature headless in stature,
at one with many, hopeless to capture,
comes at will to construct a few itches,
lay a few eggs, and burn a few bridges.
Väki lingers, whether you want it to or not. It remembers, until you call again (even though you didn’t). Enjoy it coolly (8-10°C), giving it the best you can right now. Sink into the song Kurja Mies, by Tiiu Helinä.
alk. 4,4% vol.
Water, Malted Barley, Hops, Yeast.
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