Elfbar Father, who art in Esso
Hallowed be thy cloud.
Thy 600 puffs, is never enough
On earth as it is in vape heaven.
Give us this day our daily disposable,
And forgive us our dead toots,
As we forgive those who flash against us.
Lead us not into temptation,
But deliver us from Niccy rush.
For thine is the vapour, the flavor, and the cloud,
Forever and ever,
Amen.