When it comes to 'The Krankies',
Dad need hankies
(for his wankies).
Mum's arsehole has just let loose,
An almost perfectly formed dog-shit mousse.
Mum welcomes all thick blokes who are "anally diligent",
Dad out on two counts - 1. sexually slapdash
2. tiny willy gent
Mum’s bog-bloke ‘meet-cute’
Is always ‘in the bogs while being violently rammed up the poo-chute’
Mum's enduring memory of ex Manchester United mid-fielder, Paul Scholes,
Is his insistence on sticking his balls up her bum, scoring 'poo goals'.
Mum's legs turn to jelly,
When arsehole diameter reaches "end of welly."
Mum permanently wears the scents,
Of the public gents.
Dad: Penis scale 'HO'
Mum: bogs bloke sandwich 'to go'
Bogs: holly,
Blokes: jolly,
Mum: rag-dolly,
Arsehole: spag-bolly.
All in all, I think it's fair to say mum's no longer a spring chicken,
But gents-blokes still agree with the fact it's a cheap place to put your dick in.
