Ruined flotsam, then jetsam.
Every one of Dad’s days begins
With hours of doomed research on how to ‘cure the willy-thins’
POLITE NOTICE: MUM DOESN'T DO TICK
(unless extremely thick).
Mum's a mighty old bogs-warrior,
Dad's a weird little willy worrier.
Mum’s not charging VAT
On access to her twat
No man has ever been sent to the ice box
For crimes against mum's grotesque cyclops.
Somehow, dad believes if he goes around saying he's "woke,"
It means it's OK for him to give kids a poke.
Dad’s hardon
Is the colour and dimensions of a single Lidl bacon lardon
Mum sometimes likes to work al fresco,
And sees blokes behind the wheelie bins at Tesco.
As the last bloke spunked, it seemed your mum's bum was off the hook,
Until who strode into the gents? Yep, massive-dicked BBC presenter, Barry Took.
Mum's arsehole always stands out in a crowd,
It's the one which clearly looks like it's spent 50 years being ploughed.
