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Bow down your heads in respect and recite before commencing
the circle:
Our Lager
Which art in barrels
Hallowed be thy drink
Thy will be drunk
I will be drunk
At home as in the Tavern
Give us this day our foamy head
and forgive us our spillages,
as we forgive those who spill against us
And lead us not into incarceration
but deliver us from hangovers
For thine is the Beer, the Bitter and the Lager
Barmen!
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