It all depends what you mean by prayer, but when I was a child I was in love with a girl who had a wart on her knee, and I guess that was when I made my first prayer, in the hope that God would make her mine. It didn't happen but I have since kissed other girls, whose lips were wet,greasy and yuggy. So sometimes I still pray I could for once in my life find a beautiful girl to kiss whose lips were sweet and soft, and as tasteful as red wine and as the girl with a wart on her knee.
The Rebel.