by darren996 on Tue Nov 22, 2005 12:27 pm
Our Flying Spaghetti Monster, who art in Sauce,
Hollowed be thy Noodly Appendage,
Thy mostaccioli come.
Thy cannelloni be done,
On earth as it is in Sicily.
Give us this day our daily garlic bread.
And forgive us our leftovers,
As we forgive those who don't clean their plates.
And lead us not into regurgitation,
But deliver us from starvation.
For thine is the tortellini,
and the lasagna,
and the ravioli,
for ever and ever.
RAmen.