Our banker, who art in Manhatten,
forged be thy name.
Thy sheriff come,
Thy affadavit be done
In Florida as it is in New York City.
Show us this day our original note,
Or else forgive us our debts
As we forgive our debtors.
And lead us not into bankruptcy
But deliver us from penury
For in thy pockets are the president, the congressmen, and
The federal reserve chairman,
Forever and ever.
ah, men!
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