Dear god,
Who art in ever,
Hallowed be thy bud,
thy grass and shrub,
On earth as it burns in heaven.
Give us this day our daily succ
and forgive us our sins,
as we revel in the sins that made us.
And lead us not into Asymmetry.
But deliver us like parcels
For thine is the wisdom,
and the timeless,
and the gorgeous forever.
Amen.
There is symmetry in these words that uneasily pleases me
