Barack is my shepherd I did not want.
He leadeth me beside the still factories.
He restoreth my faith in the Republican party.
He guideth me in the path of unemployment for his party's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of bread lines,
I shall fear no hunger,
For his bailouts art with me.
He has anointed my income with taxes,
He has anointed my income with taxes,
My expense runneth over.
Surely, poverty and hard living will follow me all the days of my life,
And I will live in a mortgaged home forever.
Surely, poverty and hard living will follow me all the days of my life,
And I will live in a mortgaged home forever.
AMEN!
Childrens' Song
I'm glad I am American,
I'm glad that I am free.
But I wish I was a little dog
And Obama was a tree.
But I wish I was a little dog
And Obama was a tree.
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