Dimensional portal-tear piss.
To most people, it's abundantly clear,
That between dad's legs, no erection will appear.
Dad's suffering from smallness of the penis,
But at least his little willy is highly proteinous.
Even though she's got a cunt that's becoming slightly cloyed,
News that Mum's in the gents tonight means blokes morale is buoyed,
The experience of nobbing her is something we've all enjoyed,
Except for Dad, of course, who remains sexually unemployed.
Dad piloting prosi-truck (violations: every which way but loose),
there's your mum: weird piss gate (sluice).
Uh oh, mum's been ploughed,
By the really big-willied crowd.
Your mum's cunt used to be a little cracker,
now it's a 'welly-top', and gets slacker and slacker.
Imprison me in a web of emotional distress
due to my pubis.
Mum’s recruited a team of materials scientists from NASA
To create a high tech super durable lining for her ass-a
Dad's trying to invoke legislation around data protection
To conceal his complete inability to gain, let alone maintain, an erection
It's almost as if some blokes bear a grudge,
Towards mum's knackered old tunnel of fudge.
