Swallowed be thy girth
Until thy master come
Let thy will be done at best
As it is in Fanny
Take away this day our daily breath
And re-give us our free passes
As we re-give you who has trespassed within us
And free us not from perversion
But deliver us from this cold
For thine is my kingdom
The hills and the mountains
For ever and ever
Hail you.
