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| "It says in the brochure," said Arthur, pulling it out of his pocket and looking at it again, "that I can have a special prayer, individually tailored to me and my special needs." "Oh, all right," said the old man. " Here's a prayer for you. Got a pencil?" "Yes," said Arthur. "It goes like this. Let's see now. 'Protect me from knowing what I don't need to know. Protect me from even knowing that there are things to know that I don't know. Protect me for knowing that I decided not to know about the things that I decided not to know about the things that I decided not to know about. Amen.' That's it. It's what you pray silently inside yourself anyway, so you may as well have it out in the open." "Hmmm," said Arthur. "Well, thank you---" "There's another prayer that goes with it that's ver important," continued the old man, so you'd better jot this down, too." "Okay." "It goes, 'Lord, lord, lord...' It's best to put that bit in, just in case. You can never be too sure. 'Lord, lord, lord. Protect me from the consequences of the above prayer. Amen.' And that's it. Mose of the trouble people get into in life comes from leaving out that last part." |
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