The 23rd Sigh

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 the days of
thy
term.

And my jobless child shall dwell in my basement forever.

Heaven

Something to remember....

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I was shocked, confused, bewildered as I entered Heaven's door, Not by the beauty of
it all, by the lights or its decor.



But it was the folks in Heaven who made me sputter and gasp--the thieves, the liars,
the sinners, the alcoholics, the trash.



There stood the kid from seventh grade who swiped my lunch money twice. Next to him
was my old neighbor who never said anything nice.



Herb, who I always thought was rotting away in Hell, was sitting pretty on cloud
nine, looking incredibly well.



I nudged Jesus, "What's the deal? I would love to hear Your take. How'd all these
sinners get up here? God must've made a mistake.



And why's everyone so quiet, so somber? Give me a clue."



"Hush, child," said He. "They're all in shock. No one thought they'd see you."



Judge NOT...

A popular poster image of President Bush as Uncle Sam that was for sale at the Conservative Political Action Conference.