I was only 9 years old.
I loved Poot so much,
I had all the merchandise and movies.
I pray to Poot every night before bed,
thanking her for the life I've been given.
"Poot is love" I say; "Poot is life"
My dad hears me and calls me a faggot.
I know he was just jealous of my devotion for Poot,
I called him a coont.
He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep,
I'm crying now, and my face hurts.
I lay in bed and it's really cold,
Suddenly, a warmth is moving towards me,
It's Poot Lovato.
I am so happy!
She whispers into my ear "This is my basement."
She grabs me with her pootiful hands and puts me down onto my hands and knees.
I'm ready.
I spread my ass-cheeks for Poot.
She penetrates my butt-hole.
It hurts so much, but I do it for Poot.
I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water.
I push against her force,
I want to please Poot.
She toots in a mighty toot as she fills my butt with her love.
My dad walks in,
Poot looks him straight in the eyes and says "im out of the basement now."
Poot leaves through my window,
Poot is luv. Poot is lyfe.
