Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name,
Your kingdom come, your will be done
On earth, and the politician know their shame,
The people in north regain their fun,
Feel pity the people, North defectors
Care for the dogs deserted by Moon,
As it is in heaven. Pour them nectars
To the thirsty for perceiving the truth at soon.
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