>I was only 9 years old
 >I loved Shrek so much, I had all the merchandise and movies
 >I pray to Shrek every night before bed, thanking him for the life I've been given
 >"Shrek is love" I say; "Shrek is life"
 >My dad hears me and calls me a f*ggot
 >I know he was just jealous of my devotion for Shrek
 >I called him a c**t
 >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 Shrek
 >I am so happy
 He whispers into my ear "This is my swamp."
 >He grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and puts me down onto my hands and knees
 >I'm ready
 >I spread my ass-cheeks for Shrek
 >He penetrates my butt-hole
 >It hurts so much but I do it for Shrek
 >I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
 >I push against his force
 >I want to please Shrek
 >He roars in a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love
 >My dad walks in
 >Shrek looks him straight in the eyes and says "It's all ogre now."
 >Shrek leaves through my window
 >Shrek is love. Shrek is life.