Freeze Beer

You may know the canard
About the universe
Being perfectly bent,
Which is also known as
"Anthropic Principle."
Where else, divine sophists

And sophistic divines
Like to ask, could we find
A world with properties
Like those found in water,
So perfectly suited
For life as we know it?

Like we know it. I froze
Beer once, decades ago,
Leaving it overnight
Outside a motel room
In Chipmunk, Idaho
So that it would keep cold.

That night, power lines froze,
And I woke up toasty
Thanks only to the wood
Stove I overloaded
To dangerous fury
Against worlds made for ice.