a lot of blokes initially assume your mum's actually a tranny,
based on her stubbly chin and grossly distorted fanny.
Tradesmen are entranced,
By mum's tradesmens entrance.
After making your mum's cunt, they threw away the mould,
Thank fuck! It's like a part of a ship. I'm talking about the hold.
Launch your AI bra company to great fanfare, then lost 99% of your share price when it turns out its actually an Al bra company (for men called Alan)
which part of your mum is it my turn to pummell? oh thanks, it's the back door, or, to you and me, the shit funnell.
Oddly, dad views life very strictly through the prism,
Of traditional butch lesbianism.
Loads of blokes,
Are subjecting mum's shitter to their hardest strokes.
Dad's in his slops, in the 'even more damp patch',
Mum's slap-dash-snatch-latch;
scratch, scratch, scratch.
If you actually sit down and read the Koran,
There's an astonishing amount of material about mum's rotten flan.
I tie my dog up and shit at it in the eye.
