Our lager,
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy name.
The weekend come,
Thy will be drunk,
At home and inside 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 hangovers.
For thine is the beer, The bitter and The stout.
Forever and ever,
Barmen
Posted By: Klobo04, Jan 18, 18:18:21
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