1.12.17

The Hipster Lord's Prayer


Our hipster father, who art in denim

Hand-sewn be thy vintage board game

Thy sourdough crumb, thy ironically pierced tongue

Is how our worth is measured at the new delicatessen

Give us your say on these changing trends

And forgive us our knitting classes

As we relive old TV shows and buy retro trainers

And lead us not into the bus station

But deliver us in 1960s Beetles

For mine is the man bun

The gluten-free flour and organic calamari

Forever in leather

 Amen.




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