Ruined flotsam, then jetsam.
After a truly massive bogs-blokes-bum-blaster
Mum's seen sporting a peep-hole-poo-plaster.
Mum: Donkey Dong
Dad: Wonkey Dong
In a bizarre tribute to drum and bass DJ and producer, doctor Scot;
your mum forced two Technics turntables and a Vestax mixer up her mott.
It's the never-ending, nightly duel,
Between bogs-blokes and mum's poo-capsule.
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to screw
Mum, after the service, in the gents' loo.
Dad always gets a trouser bulger,
When thinking about James Bulger.
Science offers new insight;
On mum's twat 'what-ain't-tight'.
Mum lectures to packed classes at Bogs-College,
Because she's a deeply respected bogs-slut, with many years of knowledge.
Mum will never throw in the towel
Even with 3 in the bum and three in the ‘growl’
In his sexual journey, dad's very much "dropped anchor,"
As a playground/primary school wanker.
