In the State we Trust

Mr. Obama is my shepherd,

And I am in want.

He maketh me to lie down on park benches,

He leadeth me beside still factories,

He disturbeth my soul.

He leadeth me in the paths of destitution for his party’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of the depression,

I anticipate no recovery, for he is with me;

His policies, his diplomacies, they frighten me.

He prepareth a reduction in my income,

And in the presence of mine enemies,

He anointeth my small income with taxes;

My expenses runneth over.

Surely, unemployment, want, and poverty shall follow me all the days of my life,

And I shall dwell in a mortgaged home forever. Amen.

2 Responses to In the State we Trust

  • I think you might consider relabeling it “Tragedy, Obama Misadminstration”.

    Somehow the humor escapes me.

  • E Pluribus Obama.

    A growing number of this witless ilk thinks that Obama can repay $16 trillion national debt with 16 each, one-ounce US platinum coins with “$1,000,000,000,000″ stamped on them; and, of course, Che Guevera’s face on the obverse.

    Actually, that authority is reserved to the Legislative branch: Artivcle I, coining . . .

    Unbelievable as it appears, there is even more glaring evudence of their stupidity: they voted to re-elect the utter failure.

    All this verifies the appellation: “Obama-worshiping imbecile.”

    I desire zeal for the glory of Barry.

    We are in the last chapter of the American Tragedy.

    In Barack We Trust.

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