D politician s my shepherd, I’m n want:
He makes me to lie down on hard pavements,
He leads me bside stale waters,
He disturbs my soul.
Tho i walk n d valley of d shadow of recession, I see no recovery, for he s wid me,
He prepares to reduce my salary n d face of my enemies,
He anoints my small income wid big taxes,
My debts runneth over,
Surely hardship n poverty shall follow me all d days of my life,
And I shal dwell n a shanty haus forever! 😀