On a recent, extended trip to the provinces of China, your Mum showed, to all the leading party officials, her sweet and sour vagina. (None able to decline her).
Blokes have been unable to make even rudimentary maps
Of the area where mum craps
Due to frequent and catastrophic arsehole collapse
it isn't the milk of human kindness -
that's a different kind of milk seeping from your mother's vaginus.
(to tune of ABBA's The Winner Takes It All)
'Your mummy takes them all,
Your daddy's willy: small,
Together in the gents,
Different kinds of sex-offence.'
Mum's embalmed,
In the bodily fluids of "hands that farmed."
Mum's been clear with the blokes since day 1:
It's "nil by cun",
All up the bum.
Dad’s ‘love baton’
Would in Spanish be described as ‘del mismo tamaño que el de un ratón’
Dad's finally scored with the decrepid Barbara Streisland,
Mum's frozen her own cunt off;
Yep, she's been to Iceland.
In regards to his penis, dad feels he has a remit,
To go out in public, and show it.
Blokes finding it increasingly difficult to speak kindly,
About mum's spilling twat-cabbage and surrounding debris.
