I am going to be in sooooo much trouble for this

A redhead named Leesa loves beer
Its Heiniken or nothing I hear
She is so beer jaded,
she can't be persuaded,
to stray from her brew, so dear

With humor I haltingly try
to bring a glint to her eye
a guffaw or a hoot,
and a chuckle to boot,
I'll crack her up, do or die.

My timing was bad on one trip,
when she was starting to sip,
that nectar so cold,
I thought I'd be bold,
and some some silliness I would let slip

There was a long pause on IM
had my silliness cost me a friend?
I sat there in fear,
had she choked on her beer?
or did my joking offend?

Instead, it seems that my prose
had forced beer into her nose
with a tear in her eye
she could not reply,
And thats how the story goes

A running joke now I have started
that will continue though we are parted
this limerick begins
a litany of sins,







(ooo can you guess what the last line is?)

I will take suggestions--- if anything comes in that is better than mine, I will post