Our
lager who art in barrels, hallowed be thy drink.
Thy
beer doth come, I will be drunk, at home as in the tavern.
Give
us this day our foamy head, and forgive us our spillages
as
we forgive those who spill against us.
And
lead us not to incarceration, but deliver us from hangover.
For
thine is the beer, the bitter, and the lager, forever and ever.
Barmen.
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