Oh Great and Blessed Saint,
today we recall the martyrdom
of your faithful companion, Queequeg. With a yap equal
to a dog at least one-quarter
his size, he bravely and stupidly
set off to defend you from a
gator. With your miraculous
power you converted him from
an owner-eating wretch to a
mildly annoying bark machine.
Grant us his steadfast devotion
to you and the willingness to
fight for you against all
insensitive working partners,
lonely nights, and vicious trolls.
In your enigmatic light we pray,
Amen and yap, yap, yap.
By agentpendrell@bolt.com
