Prayer of the Flying Spaghetti Monster (Parmesan be upon him):
"Our pasta,
Who art in strainer,
Whole wheat be thy grain.
Al-Dente done,
Thy sauce be yum,
At home, for dinner at seven.
Give us some wine,
Some garlic bread.
And forgive us our slurping,
As we forgive those,
Who talk with their mouths full.
And lead us not into overdone-ness
But deliver us from mush.
For Thine is the meatball,
The sauce and the pasta,
Forever and ever,
RAmen.