Protest!

Bush is my shepherd; I dwell in want.
He maketh logs to be cut down in national forests
He leadeth trucks into the still wilderness.
He restoreth my fears.
He leadeth me in the paths of international disgrace for his ego's sake.
Yea though I walk through the valley of pollution and war,
I will find no exit, for thou art in office.
Thy tax cuts for the rich and thy media control, they discomfort me.
Thou preparest an agenda of deception in the presence of thy religion.
Thou anointest  my head with foreign oil.
My health insurance runneth out.
Surely megalomania and false patriotism shall follow me all of the days of thy term,
and my jobless child shall dwell in the basement forever.