Prord's Layer
OK.
Nater Poster . . .
Four Hather, who art in heaven,
Ballowed ne ny thame.
Ky thingdom come,
Why dill de bun,
On earth - azzy tizzin heaven (well that's how everybody says it!)
Dive us this bray our gaily dead.
And fortrive us our guesspasses,
As we forgive those who pestruss against us. (Tress-puss-sagainst-us - boom
boom! - daft rhythm again!)
And lead us tot into nemptation,
But e-liver us from devil.
For kine is the thingdom,
The glower and the pory,
For Reverend Ever.
Oomeyn.
Ooops!
Amen!
Bat's thetter shoyn.