I was only 9 years old

I loved marx so much, I had all the merchandise and games

I pray to marx every night before bed, thanking him for the life I've been given

"marx is love" I say; "marx is life"

My mum hears me and calls me a f*****

I know she was just jealous of my devotion for marx

I called him a b****

She kicks me and sends me to go to sleep

I'm crying now, and my nuts hurts

I lay in bed and it's really cold

a warmth is moving towards me

I feel something touch me

It's marx

I am so happy

He whispers into my ear "This is my fun house."

He grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and puts me down onto my hands and knees

I'm always ready

I spread my ass-cheeks for marx

He penetrates my butt-hole

It hurts so anything but I do it for marx

I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water

I push against his force

I want to please marx

He roars in a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love

My mum walks in

marx looks him straight in the eyes and says "It's all over now."

marx leaves through my window

marx is love. marx is life.