Bush is my shepherd, I shall be in want,
He leadeth me beside the still factories,
He makesth me to lie down on park benches,
He restoreth my doubts about the republican party.
He guideth me on the path of the unemployed
for the party's sake.
I do fear evil doers, for he talketh about them constantly.
Thy tax cuts for the rich and thy deficit spending,
they do discomfort me.
Thou annointeth me with ever last debt
And my savings and assets shall soon be gone.
Surely poverty and hard times shall follow me,
And, my jobless children shall dwell in my basement forever.