The Rioters Prayer

[netibiza]

THE RIOTERS PRAYER
Our father, who art in prison, my mum knows not his name, thy Riots come, read it in the sun, in Birmingham , as it is in London, give us this day our Welfare bread & forgive us our looting, as we're happy to loot those who defend stuff against us, lead us not into employment but deliver us free housing, for thine is the teles, the Burberry & the Barcardi, forever and ever

[emmie]

who is naomi ?

[boxtops]

A poster who left voluntarily a few months back, em - we had some very interesting debates in the Religions topics over the months.

[emmie]

oh i see, religion, not a fan i'm afraid.

[sandyRoe]

As I lay me down to sleep
I wonder what I'll sell or keep
I wonder how much dough I'll make
I pray that none of them are fake

[DTCwordfan]

Neither was Naomi, that was the point but she couldnt half go on.....usually fairly logically.

[sandyRoe]

She was a voice crying in the wilderness. But, unlike John the Baptist, she got out with her head still on her shoulders

[DTCwordfan]

I've stolen a Samsung High Def TV
David Cameron is after me
God says I have sinned
Now I'm due in the local Bin
Next time I'll take the Nikes
I'll be off as quick as a Pikey.

[netibiza]

Good, yes over here we call Nike Nikey.