A Prayer for Cancer Sun Males
Lord, in your wisdom you made the rain——
So often a necessary inconvenience;
You decided to make the reign
(Of A. Spirit, that is)
So often a necessary inconvenience.
You included mosquitoes and cockroaches in your plan.
You set the heavenly bodies in motion——
At times agreeing,
At times disagreeing.
My God, you created every living and “non-living” thing with purpose;
In our iniquity and ignorance before you we are worthless.
Devant toi, nous nous devenons comme des fourmis.
Dans ton monde, seigneur, nous sommes les touristes——
We can only stay but for awhile;
On holiday one may as well smile.
Lord, in your providence please hear me well,
And my petition that all he-crabs may comfortably shed their shells.
Help the perverted and the freaks, O Lord, to find good company.
Help the psychotics, O Lord, to find good company.
Help the felons, O Lord, to find good company.
Help the dull and the retards, O Lord, to find good company.
Help the capitalists, O Lord, to have good company.
Help the artists, O Lord, to find good company.
Help the sick and starving, O Lord, to find good company.
Help the prohpets, O Lord, to have good company.
Help all difference, O Lord, to find like company.
Please help, O Lord, the flotsam and jetsam awash on the shore.
Please help all those who’ve never been to Earth before.
And may Descartes finally find his reward.