FSM, Pastalm XIII
The Flying Spaghetti Monster is my chef; I shall not want.
He maketh me to sit at full tables: he leadeth me beside the busy kitchens.
He restoreth my appetite: he leadeth me in the paths of excellent cuisine for his name's sake.
Arr; though I walk through the kitchen of the empty cupboards, I will fear no hunger: for thou art with me; thy noodles and thy meatballs they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my meal with sauce; my platter runneth over.
Surely flavor and deliciousness shall follow me all the minutes of my supper: and I will dwell in the dining room of the Flying Spaghetti Monster forever.
The title of this prayer is Pastalm XXIII, by r/rhubarb (reddit).
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