Who art in Moab
Four wheeling be thy name.
To thy trails we come,
Thy maintenance be done
In garage
As it is on the trail.
Give us this day our daily drive,
And forgive us our trespasses,
As we forgive those that trespass against us.
And lead us not unto illegal closures
But deliver us from Sierra Clubbers
For thine is the clearance,
The articulation,
And the traction forever, Amen.
By Glen Wakefield
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Our lockers, who art in the diffs, Hallowed be thy Name. Thy traction come.
Thy will be done, In mud as it is on rocks. Give us this day our daily low range.
And forgive us our rollovers, As we forgive those who roll against us.
And lead us not into bottomless bogholes, But deliver us from breakage.
For thine is the locker, and the bogger, and the swamper, for ever and ever. Amen.
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