Tater Tot
i have little tater tot
til it talks crap and gets shot
i eat it then get really sad
and then comes back and beats te crap out of me because it's mad
so i went and got drunk at a bar
and when i left i got hit by a car
and then i got up to run
it was clear he wasn't done
he came and beat me with a bat
and then got up and got mauled by a cat
and as i was laying there half alive
i seen my tater tot and started to cry
and them i ate it then it died
a and then i went home to my wife
im glad that tater tot is out of my life
Copyright © Diet Water | Year Posted 2015
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