Abundant flavors of zesty citrus and dank pine backed by a firm, peppery bitterness will collect on your tongue from the copious additions of Citra, Kohatu, Chinook, & Idaho Gem hops jammed into this synapse-burning west coast style IPA.

Decipher what you can of the gyle
And revise your despise of the style
'Cause I soak in the lactose
That you didn't quite mask
I'm getting it clearly through subsequent tastings
Or mixed in with the hops that you're blending

But who can unlearn all the IPAs I've reviewed
As I sat on their bar-stools and my synapses burned
And the torture of hop dust collects on my tongue
Can't I brew while I'm young?