Mum's foaming arse-slop,
Is considered by blokes as the cream of the crop.
A bog-bloke is likely to find himself thoroughly chastened
If he enters the bogs with his trousers fastened
Press F to pay respects to my genitals
Mum's always been more of a 'taker' rather than a 'giver,'
Hence her arsehole resembling a bucket of chopped liver.
Mum's facilitating a masterclass,
On how to take it very hard, up the arse.
Mum’s not after a ‘caped crusader’
So much as 30-50 feral bog-blokes to anally invade ‘er.
Overhead kick my twat off like Pelé;
Shouting 'fuck me, that's incredibly smelly'.
On the day the Russians launched Sputnik
Mum celebrated in the bogs getting Spunktin
I find it quite threatening;
Your mum's arse, beckoning.
Dad's having a bedsit teddy bear's picnic,
And imagining his cuddly toys don't mind he's got a prick that's not thick.
