Our Father, which art in the White House, hallowed be thy name.
Thy empire come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in the Oval Office.
Give us this day our daily dead,
And forgive us our trespasses against your credibility
as we attack them who dare to even think of attacking us.
And lead us not into the temptation to cut and run
But deliver us from the evil of diplomacy.
For thine is the empire, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever,
War without end. Amen.