April 29, 2005


Bush is my shepherd; I dwell in want.
    He  maketh logs to be cut down in national
    He  leadeth trucks into the still wilderness.
       He restoreth my fears.
He leadeth me in the paths  of international disgrace
for his ego's sake.
    Yea,  though I walk through the valley of
pollution and war,
I will find no exit, for  thou art in office.
Thy tax cuts for the  rich and thy media control, they
discomfort me.
Thou preparest an  agenda of deception in the presence
of thy religion.
  Thou anointest my  head with foreign oil.
  My health insurance  runneth out.
Surely megalomania and  false patriotism shall follow
me all the days of
thy term,
       And my jobless child shall dwell in my basement forever.