(takes a hit of helium)
"O Mighty Tribe Gods,
O Mighty Mighty!
Anoint my brain with thy basting brush of pointy pointy insight!
O Pointy Pointy!
And yea though I walk through the valley of No Sleep...
Verily, I shall fear no Donut!
No Donut Donut!
Nor Jelly, raised or cake!
But bless us forever with the wit of
true Freebooterness...

Mighty Pointy Tribe Gods, grant me the serenity
to accept the donut I cannot eat but do sometimes anyway for I am self indulgent and verily they are delicious;
the courage to eat the boringly bitter green things I should even though they are fit only for the palate of grazing animals;
and the wisdom to know the difference between gluttony and moderation.

Amen."

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