Obama is my shepard, I am in want,
He maketh me to lie down on park benches.
He leadeth me by the still factories,
He restoreth my doubt in the democratic party,
and guideth me in the path of unemployment
for his party's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of wall street,
... I have no I.R.A.
I do fear evil, for thou art against me.
Thy cabinet and thy senate, they discomfort me.
Thou didst prepare a reduction in my earnings,
in the presence of my creditors.
Thou anointest my labor with more taxes,
so my expenses overunneth my income.
Surely poverty and hard times shall follow me,
all the days of this democratic administration.
Soon I shall dwell in a for-closed home,
and then a rented house ... forever and ever.