Indian pale ale

Indian pale ale

Let's leave all bitterness behind
and have one more Indian pale ale
Charge into that perpetual headwind
towards the paradise we sail
Sail, sail, till we see the paradise in our mind
till our brain turns pale 

He must be drunk, poetically.

He must be drunk on poetry.

He was drinking ale, wasn't he?

He was sailing in poetry, wasn't he?

What's Indian pale ale, by the way?

It's a hoppy beer style, according to Wikipedia.

You don't drink.

Right. But I can still be drunk on poetry.

Me too.

Let the poet keep sailing.

Let him be a flying fish.

A flying fish? Why?

Why not?

A drunken flying fish?

Li Bai would chase it.

All the way to Neverland. Goodnight, Mermaid!

Goodnight and happy Father's Day!

Finally you ditched gpt haha

still playing with it, it's one interpretation

fly fishing? :-)