On Old Olympic Mountain Tops br two Germans sat and chewed some hops. br They had no barrels and no tools br and didn't know that they were fools. br Their hope was that persistent chewing br makes obsolete the need for brewing. br One day, the skys did open up br the two did not possess a cup br thus both did open wide their mouths br and pointed noses to the South. br The rain filled up the empty space br ballooning out each fellow's face. br In minutes came, out of each ear br the best Olympic German beer. br So, you can see that good intentions br can scrap the need for all conventions.