Our beer,
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy drink,
They will be drunk,
I will be drunk,
At home as it is in the local
Forgive us this day our
Daily spillage
As we forgive those who
Spilled against us,
And lead us not into the
Practice of poncey wine tasting
And deliver us from alcopops
For mine is the bitter
The ale and the lager
Forever and ever,
Barmen.
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