The Don Is My Caddy Comments

1 The Don is my caddy; I shall not want.
2 He maketh me to lie down in deep depressions: he leadeth me into the water hazard.
3 He pulleth my wool over my eyes: He bleedeth my wallet and bankrupteth my budget for his hunger's sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of the death of my democracy, I will fear no evil: for the Don art with me; His driver and wedge they battereth me down.
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