Things that make you go 'Oh dear...'.
Dad's ramming his stinking man-meat
In a chatGPT simulated shit-pleat.
You can kind of tell from the state of her tits,
That your mummy's cunt has been completely fucking fucked to bits.
Dad's putting "Gorillas in the Mist",
On his "great wank list".
Dad's in a dress again (nothing wrong there), it's just that his arse is a public thoroughfare.
Your mum has been showered with compliments,
after another sterling performance in the gents.
Dad's re-reading Lolita,
But not as a work of literature.
There's high demand for mum's holiday snaps,
Featuring "bumhole fiesta", covered in dog craps.
No sooner than mum's new social media coordinator comes into post,
Than up appear tweets advertising "the arsehole that's like fucking a bucket of rotting compost."
The evidence starkly clear, on library microfiche;
Dad's abysmal flop-on has always stunk of quiche.
In the spirit of completism,
Mum seeks to empty every last bogs-bloke entirely of their jism.
