Dear Lord, we ask you if you will, <br />put your blessing on this meal. <br />We ask you Father, if it pleases, <br />protect us from these new diseases. <br /> <br />Please bless the spinach, and the romaine. <br />And cleanse it of some lurking ptomaine. <br />God, bless our ice cream and our cola. <br />Pray it's not teaming with ebola. <br /> <br />And pray the deli didn't sell us <br />coleslaw ripe with salmonellus. <br />We also ask a special blessing; <br />no botulism in the dressing. <br /> <br />While we regard your higher power, <br />make sure the deviled eggs aren't sour. <br />And please Lord, bless our sirloin tip, <br />and purge it of E. Coli's grip. <br /> <br />And Lord, make sure no one is able <br />to get sick and die upon this table. <br />So bless, Lord, all this food we share. <br />Insure no deadly virus there. <br /> <br /> <br />One last thing Lord, if it's OK, <br />Please hold this blessing that we pray. <br />For all this fear, and all this fright, <br />has made us lose our appetite.<br /><br />Bridgid Patrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prayers-of-a-hypochondriac/
