WARNING -- This poetry may incense and inspire. Attacking religion, science, and conventional views on reality.
THE LORD'S PRANK
by Park Teter
Our Father, old Fart in Heaven,
Hollow be Thy name,
Thy kingdom come,
Another slum,
On Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day
Our daily dead,
And forgive us our hate
As we forgive our fate.
Lead us not into salvation,
But deliver us a shovel,
For thine is the cowpie and the horsefly,
Forever.
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