YING:

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Late on night coming home from the Boar's Head Ying was heard to say before he went to sleep...

Our Lager
Which art in barrels
Hallowed be the drink.
Thy will be drunk
At home as it is in the pub.
And forgive us our spillages
as we forgive those who spill against us.
And lead us not to incarceration
But deliver us from hangovers
For thine is the beer, the bitter, and the lager
Forever and ever.
BARMEN.

-Ying