Our Mother, who art in Earth,
Hallowed be zir name.
Thy Queendom come.
Thy will be done on Earth,
As it is in Utopia.
Give us this day our daily weed.
And renew for us our bus passes,
As we forgive those now here
illegally.
And lead us not into religion,
But deliver us from Republicans.
For thine is the queendom,
The flowering, and the story,
For ever and ever.
Awomyn.
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