Late eighties mum, getting bum nailed by John Barnes,
Penilly comparable to the arms of hands of farms.
Dad's is less a "willy"
and more a "won'ty"
Dad's attempting to cum, bloke says 'Spunk in my face, quickly!',
Dad can't get his trousers off (he struggles, basically).
Your mother's a wealth of information on the matters of double penetration.
Go into Debenhams and piss all over competing firms’ training bras
Mum's never been a 'sexual starver,'
She's always had plenty of fucks 'left in the larder.'
Who'd a thunk it?
Mum's entirely covered in spunk/shit
Dad's been into town and ruined the John Lewis escalators,
He'd got nervous and released a series of sticky 'brown potatoes.'
I'm covered in your diarrhea,
And soon to have your gonorrhea.
Dad's got an incredibly tiny penis,
Comparable to, guess what? Needle (intravenous).
