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What The Lord’s Prayer really means

May 3, 2012

Daddy who’s dead,

Your name is far to posh for peasants like us to use.

You’re going to be boss, and we’ll all have to do what you say

whether we’re alive or dead.

Where’s my breakfast?

Oh, and sorry,

in the same way as like people say sorry to me

If you don’t want me to do it, then don’t put me in situations where I can, du-uh?

Oh, and do what you can to get me out of the shit.

Because you’ve got control over everything, and don’t you like to be reminded,

and that’s never going to change.

Yeah, right.

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