Our Fatherland, whom art...

The Bush is my Shepard, I shall not want to know the truth.
He maketh me to swallow his lies.
He leadeth me into deep shit.
He selleth his soul and mine.
He leadeth me to the dead-end of self-righteousness for his ego's sake.

Yea, though CNN walks me through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for we are clueless.
The Karl and thy Staff comfort me.
Thou preparest a fable before and makes me many enemies.
Thou annointest my dead with oil, Halliburton's cup cost-runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall elude me all the days of my life.

And I will dwell in the house of cards until it tumbles down.

sent in by Alert Reader Tony.