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 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 frica**ee or roast us,
Or boil us in a vat,
And please don't stick thy servants, Lord,
In a Rotissomat.