In Rhyme

This guy applied for a waiter’s job at this bar. The bartender told him he must be able to call the orders back to him in rhyme.
 
He said "I can do that", so the bartender said I will give you a test, the next person that comes in, see what you can do.
 
So these two lawyers came in and ordered a bottle beer, Then this hooker came in and ordered a bottle of beer, Then this country girl came in and ordered a draft beer.
 
So he hollowed back to the bartender, "Two brews for two Jews, one more for a good looking whore a beer in a glass for country lass and if that isn't poetry you can kiss my ass."