A Cockney chum used to recite this parody of the Lord’s Prayer (apparently known as the bus-drivers’ prayer). It always made me laugh: especially the ending. According to Google, there are a vew variants, but this is the version I remember.
“Our father which art in Hendon, Harrow be thy name. Thy Kingston come, thy Wimbledon, in Erith as it is in Hendon. Give us this day our Berkhampstead, and forgive us our Westminsters, as we forgive those who Westminster against us. Lead us not into Thames Ditton, and deliver us from Ealing. For thine is the Kingston, the Purley and the Crawley, for Iver and Iver, Crouch End”…
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