Bart's Prayer

"The-Name-of-the-Father," Bart began. He was kneeling on the floor in his red flannel jammies.

"Are you saying your prayers?" Jennifer asked.

"No, I'm reciting the tenets of the theoretical precepts to which I adhere - post-structuralism, feminism, certain muticulturalisms and selected principles of Marxism, or post-Marxism, if you will. I do it every night to keep myself grounded..."

"Please, don't let me interrupt you."

Jennifer beat a hasty retreat to her corner of the lounge.

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