It's a bit mean,
But bogs-blokes sometimes like to trick mum, by popping on a bit of Vaseline.
Many blokes are suffering from the trauma,
Of exposure to mum's end of shift "arse korma."
Dad first discovered he prefers men,
In a toy shop, after spotting Barbies' Ken,
(left premises in police custody after committing sex-offen').
Although access is hardly akin to Fort fucking Knox,
Mum's cunt is still like two pieces of dried apricot.
Mum's 'poos' offering: paired down for '24;
Her colon mono-spewing a kind of shitty coleslaw.
Mum's doing her thousandth obscene photo-shoot,
Closeups of her bumhole getting ruined by blokes' enormous "root",
While caked head to toe in "dog-fruit".
According to the very latest 'mori poll', your mum's got a cunt exactly the same shape and diameter of a large salad bowl.
Mum’s not one for online dating
Preferring the traditional ‘being pissed and shat on through a rusty iron grating’
Dad's happy,
With his new design for a lingerie nappy.
Mum takes charge,
Sorting out the "massive" from the "large."
