G. Bush is my shepherd

G. Bush is my shepherd; I dwell in want.
He maketh logs to be cut down in national forests.
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.


The Rev. John M. Good, Interim Missioner St. Alban's
Episcopal Church

105 West Midland Street Bay City, Michigan

Which way to the Kool-Aid and communion/freedom wafers? :)