Psalming my way through the day

Though Obama is my president
I shall not succumb
He makes me to invest in useless green technology
He leads me into a still economy
He confiscates my earnings
He leads me in paths of socialism
for his parties sake.

Even when I walk through the gun show
or the security of the airport
I fear for the Republic
for he has people running guns and feeling up grandmothers
His czars and his staff, they vex me.

Surely debt and inflation shall follow me
all the days of my life;
and I shall dwell in the house of the
poor, forever.