Averse to the Vanities

Welcome to
The Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster

I am a Pastafarian bless my sacred plate
where first I felt my calling deep inside
sensation overwhelmed a rhythm in my heart
oh! How wonderful and marvellous I cried

Ever Tuesday is our ritual we never miss a date
as our Pasta shows symbolic metaphor
every tentacle we glaze reggiano to amaze
 rekindle all our hopes in Pasta Comfort we implore

I am a Pastafarian and so proud that I revere
the secret of  contentment I declare
my faith is firm unshakeable the meatballs are sublime
bearing satisfaction witness accordingly I swear


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