O Lord, please don`t burn us,
Don`t grill us or toast your flock,
Don`t put us on a barbecue,
Or simmer us in stock,
Don`t braise us or bake or boil us,
Or stir-fry us in a wok.
Oh please don`t lightly poach us,
Or baste us with hot fat,
Don`t fricassee or roast us,
Or boil us in a vat,
And please don`t stick thy servants, Lord,
In a Rotissomat.
