Mum's a mighty old bogs-warrior,
Dad's a weird little willy worrier.
Father's last-ditch penis solution: boil it,
Plot for non-arsehole showers-stoving?
Foil it.
Dad's a useless fucking prick,
With a useless fucking prick.
At Bogs-Slut Conference '24, mum's keynote speech extols the virtues,
Of willy-doubles, otherwise known as "taking a fews."
Dad's ramming his stinking man-meat
In a chatGPT simulated shit-pleat.
isn't it ace,
when i piss on your face?
urinary shower disgrace.
Mum has no other hobbies or interests at all,
Outside sexual activity with and the consumption of, dog-stool.
There's no doubt
That Dad's had a lifelong genital drought
Let's open a book,
On how many blokes your mum took.
Your dad's in the John Lewis queue marked 'returns',
His exercise bike has 'inadvertantly become smothered in sperms'.
