POTATOES ARE LOVE POTATOES ARE LIFE

I was only 9 years old
I loved tatters so much, I had all the merchandise and movies
I pray to tatters every night before bed, thanking him for the life I've been given
"Potatoe is love" I say. "Potatoe is life"
My dad hears me and he calls me a bagget
I knew he was just jealous of my devotion for tatters
I called him a red coat trying to take my land
He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep
Im crying now, and my face hurts
I lay in bed and its really cold
A warmth is moving towards me
I feel something touch me
Its tatters
I am so happy
He whispers in to ear, "this is my farm"
He grabs me with his powerful potatoe hands and puts me on my hands and knees
I'm ready
I spread my ass cheeks for potatoes
He penetrates my butthole
It hurts so much but I do it for potatoes
I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
I push against his force
I want to please tatters
He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his tatter juice
My dad walks in
Potatoe looks him straight in the eye and says. "Its all tatter now"
Potatoe leaves through my window
Potatoe is love, Potatoe is life