Our father who art somewhere
Fallow by thy name
Thy church wil overcome
Thy dogma is always right
Here as it is somewhere over there.
Give us this day a nice croissant
And look theother way when we screw up
As we conveniently forget our screw-ups ourselves
And lead us away from thoughtfulness;
But remember that thinking is evil.
For thine is the dogma, the creed, and the mighteousness,
For ever such a long time
Amen.
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