Docker's thumbs like an Atlantic Whaler,
Horrific throb-on like Vlad the impaler.
Your father: 'Hello, sailor!'.
dogs, horses, monkeys: your mum's vagerie, this week, has been a fucking menagerie.
Dad's annoyed at the lack of replies,
To his post on Mumsnet: "Adult Male Learner Bra Size."
Mum continues to go from strength to strength,
In her capacity to take further width and length.
Be the focus of a public enquiry after a suspiciously large number of your trainer bras catch fire
Your mum had to employ the most significant laws of motion,
to absorb the anti-wrath from his boxer-commotion
(no lotion).
Maybe it's because his prick's a real tiddler,
That dad's a dangerous local kiddy-fiddler.
plectrum.
speculum.
rectum.
your mum.
all valid ways to make me cum.
It's almost complete (dad's penile metamorphosis), but the surgeons are baffled;
It doesn't even piss.
It doesn't take the insight of Emil Kraepelin
To work out that Dad's penis is crap (and thin).
