Great GW Bush is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still
waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his
name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no
evil: for thou, O Great Dubya, art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort
me as they smite the evil ones who darest challenge Your holy rule.
Thou preparest a table made with private contracts granted to Haliburton
before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with seized Iraqi
oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I
will dwell in the house of the Dubya’s Great American Privatized Dream with
endless war for ever.