the task of trying to arouse dad is rather onerous.
It seems there's simply no way to make his failed prick bonerous.
unfortunately for her, it was only after their marriage
that mum discovered the absolutely miniscule size of dad's "undercarriage".
Dad's known,
As the man who's willy's never grown.
Dad's got imaginary friends,
Who he sex-offends.
after 40,000 man-hours of man-fucks, mum's cunt now completely lacks friction;
40,000 man-hours is also how long dad's spent tossing off to My Little Pony fan-fiction.
Mum's hardly sexually discriminating
But given a choice she prefers her blokes (and pricks) 'thick and intimidating'
In her own special tribute to the England team 'taking the knee'
Mum's kneeling down to 'take the willy'
Bogs-blokes doing slow claps,
At the emergence of mum's prolapse.
Mum's last will and testament:
"In death, as in life, I wish to be repeatedly sodomised while smeared in excrement"
Stalwart bogsmen continually impressed with how mum remains impassive
Even while taking on willies the zookeepers at Whipsnade would consider βabsolutely massiveβ