The Lord's Prayer
Our Father, who aren’t in heaven,
Harold be thy name;
Your stick of gum;
may I have some
in my mouth as in yours in heaven?
Give us this day some raunchy head.
And forgive us our flyswatters,
as we forgive those who flyswat against us.
And send us not into damnation;
but deliver us from weevils.
No swine in your kingdom,
who prowl without glory,