Cononthebarber
Landlord.
To the gods of beer:
Our lager, which art in barrels,
Hollowed be thy taste,
Thy will be drunk (I will be drunk),
At home, as if in tavern,
Give us this day our foamy head,
and forgive us our spillages,
As we forgive those who spill against us,
lead us not into incarceration,
and deliver us from hangovers,
for thine is the beer, the bitter, the ale,
for ever and ever...
Amen...
Our lager, which art in barrels,
Hollowed be thy taste,
Thy will be drunk (I will be drunk),
At home, as if in tavern,
Give us this day our foamy head,
and forgive us our spillages,
As we forgive those who spill against us,
lead us not into incarceration,
and deliver us from hangovers,
for thine is the beer, the bitter, the ale,
for ever and ever...
Amen...