I wrote a poetic prayer to the non-existent flying spaghetti monster sky God, you can use it the next time praying with them Christian's at supper.

Spaghetti monster, Spaghetti monster in the sky.
Why o why must them hungry childen die.

Pasta in the sky with meatballs for an eye.
How we wish they had a pizza pie.

Bread sticks with marinara for which to dip.
Who can not be sarcastic but gave a flip.

Condescending dressing over word salad so make.
What the hope from the child to take.

Spaghetti monster spaghetti monster in the sky.
Where is your atheist near Christian sitting by.

Spaghetti monster spaghetti monster in the sky
When will your atheist see, if they would get off their ass, quit complaining about God people for not doing anything and do something themselves, no child would have to die.

Deja Vu all over again