Accuse my prolapse of being anti-semetic.
On the street for a quid it's whopper and chips,
in the slum with your mum, it's cun' and slit-dips.
The Nonce Police know to take precautionary steps,
When dad's out in public dressed like "H" from Steps.
Mum's rear end is 'chocka-blokeoโ
With a volume of traffic resembling Shibuya Crossing, Tokyo
Dad's "showing,"
At places kids are going.
Mum produces a daily arse-paella,
Which is essentially the spunk of loads of fella.
Mumโs post-bogs bum annihilation state
Means her stools are a hitherto unheard of Bristol type 8
Mum's films rarely have a complex plot,
They're predominantly about her getting pummelled in the bot.
Destroy all my future hopes,
With the apocalypse of all bum pokes.
Mum's anal flooring,
Has lost its mooring.