The Low Word's Prayer Foul Farter, whose fart killed Heaven,
Howard be thy name.
Sly king of scum,
that spills from bum.
A turd, as pissed upon by seven.
Give us this stale old mouldy bread.
And give us our festered mess,
As we forgive those our festered anus.
And lead us not into liberation,
But deliver us to evil,
For swine in the kingdom,
grasping power,
and vainglory,
for ever and ever.
Amen.
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