Our DOS, who art a disk operating system, hallowed be thy name,
Thy output come, thy input done, on disk as it is in memory.
Give us this day our 640K, and forgive us our syntax errors,
As we forgive the lost clusters, chains, and disk fragmentation.
Lead us not into corrupt file allocation tables,
But deliver us from Windows,
For thine is the COM and the EXE and the batch file,
Forever and ever.