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The Beer Prayer
Our Lager,
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink,
Thy will be drunk,
At home as it is in the pub.
Give us this day our foamy head,
And for give us our spillages,
As we forgive those,
Who spill against us.
And lead us not into incarceration,
But deliver us from Hangover.
For thine is the better,
The bitter, the lager.
Barmen.
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