Our spiritual guardian, who art in all,
Equal in outcomes be thy name.
Thy utopia come, the people’s will, decided by a small murderous clique of those who have annointed themselves the arbiters of the people’s will, be done,
On earth.
Give us this day our daily handout.
And don’t tell us what to do,
As we tell others what to do.
Do not attempt to impose your norms of behaviour on us,
But deliver us from strong conservative leaders.
For ours is the People’s Democracy, the power and the glory,
For as long as I can cling to power before I am knifed in the back,
Amen.
