Blokes tongue-punch,
What mum earlier had for lunch.
It was a particularly low point in dad's story of sexual depravity,
When he was caught wanking over baby Jesus in the church Christmas Nativity.
Dad's gone on an appalling,
Primary school kerb-crawling.
I know that to do this would be somewhat bucking recent trends,
But for Christ's sake make the blokes wait until your mum's bum properly mends.
Fuck my arse loads
until it completely corrodes.
Mum sometimes gets the willies
That one day she might not get the willies
Bogs-blokes playing a kind of "Willy MarioKart,"
On circuits up the areas from which mum fart.
Mum goes absolutely nutter,
If not sufficiently reamed in the poo-gutter.
Mum's booked her holiday this year to the French city of Nice,
She's heard the blokes there have big penis.
Dad's genitals were described to the jury in the Canal Flasher case as "small,"
But when presented with the visual evidence, agreement was reached in there being "nothing there at all."
