Oh Controller, who sits in tower,
Hallowed be thy sector.
Thy traffic come, thy instructions be done,
On the ground as they are in the air.
Give us this day our radar vectors,
And forgive us our TMA incursions,
As we forgive those who cut us off on finals.
Lead us not into adverse weather,
But deliver us our clearances.
May the CTA, UTA and TMA be yours,
Now and Forever.
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