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The Lord's Prayer (The Soldier's Prayer)

Our Father who art in Ottawa,
Mackenzie King is thy name,
The time will come thy will be done,
In Canada as is done in Russia.
Give us this day our daily duckets,
And forgive us for our trespasses
On the C.P.R. and C.N.R.
As we foregive our Sergeant Major who is forever chasing us.
And lead us not into the county jail,
But deliver us from the hands,
Of the Provost Police, the Salvation Army, and the
Bellyrobbers.
For Thyne is the Country, the power and the glory,
After the election, AMEN.

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