Vegetable samosa with shit.
Dad's dick pic looks like a bad crop,
But no, it really does just... stop.
Mum reckons she hasn’t reached the zenith
Of her ability to take copious amounts of penis
Mum now experiences major issues,
Using conventional toilet tissues.
The stand out smell from mum's bogs,
Is probably the shit from dogs.
Dad believes people are impressed when he's publicly undressed,
But they're actually giggling at the lack of anything jiggling.
Mum and bogs-blokes are caught in an ugly war of words,
About the correct usage and application of dog-turds.
Dad's always got some new plan hatching,
For snaring those with no pubic thatching.
Mum's bogs-banter mantra:
"with friends like these, who needs enemas?"
Dad's gens,
Simply don't look like those of other men's.
When mum invites you round 'for a curry',
It's basically code for 'drown in poo slurry'.
