Well then...
Our Pennsy
Who art Norfolk Southern,
Abandoned be thy name.
Thy trains be gone, though track goes on,
Through Pennsylvania, which is a lot like Heaven.
Give us this day our N scale K4,
And forgive us our foobies, as we forgive those who foobie against us.
And lead us not into HO, but deliver us from Kato
For Thine is the Curve, the Slope, and Altoona forever and ever.
Amen.
Hail Pennsy, full of weeds, Merger art with thee.
Bankrupt art thou amongst railroads, and bankrupt is the fruit of thy womb PC.
Pray for us SPFs now and in the hour of our death, which for most SPFs is probably really soon.
Amen.