Who The Hell Drinks Bitter?

Who the hell drinks bitter?
It's of no bloody use
It tastes of fetid running socks
Soaked in some compost juice

Bitter's bloody horrible
The taste is beyond words
It's like an old tramp's underpants
Complete with dried-up turds

It doesn't even smell nice!
The whiff is bloody evil
The pong's like balls that avoided baths
Since times were medieval

So, who the hell drinks bitter
Because they keep it in the pubs
I'd rather live in the jungle
And feed upon witchetty grubs