1 The PRESIDENT is my shepherd; I am his font.
2 He maketh me lie down after unseen capture: he leadeth me under the still-running waters.
3 He restoreth my role: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valleys of FATA and Swat, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy Chiefs of Staff, they comfort me.
5 Thou preparest a fable for me about the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my tank runneth over.
6 Surely potions of Circe shall wallow me all the days of thy term: but I will resell the myth of OBAMA for ever.
2 He maketh me lie down after unseen capture: he leadeth me under the still-running waters.
3 He restoreth my role: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valleys of FATA and Swat, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy Chiefs of Staff, they comfort me.
5 Thou preparest a fable for me about the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my tank runneth over.
6 Surely potions of Circe shall wallow me all the days of thy term: but I will resell the myth of OBAMA for ever.