I wasn’t even drinking when I wrote this.
Our chicken nugget
Who art pure heaven
Tasty be thy name
Thy platter come
Thy will be done
In the microwave as is in the oven
Give us this day our daily breading
And forgive us our gas passing
As we forgive those who pass gas against us
And lead us not into obesity
But deliver us from cellulite
For thine is the chicken,
and the breading, and the greasy goodness
For ever and ever.