In the town of Lier, where we did alight, I shared a beer one starry night, With Simon, Quinton, and Eline too, After feasting on sushi, we knew what to do. A Nethe Tripel we did choose, To savor and enjoy, and not to refuse, Its golden hue and frothy head, Begged us to try, it seemed to have said. With each sip, the flavors did bloom, Hints of fruit, spice, and a little bit of boom, A sweetness that lingered, but not too much, This beer was just right, it had the perfect touch. And as we sat, chatting and laughing, The memories of Serbia, came back flashing, But this beer, this Nethe Tripel, was a delight, A perfect companion to our conversations at night.

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Rounded fruity flavor with light bitter aftertaste.