Mum's listening to 'All the Young Dudes' by Mott the Hoople
(an appropriate soundtrack to a willy-quadruple)
Blokes doing illegal stuff,
To mum's crap trough.
Mum's toxic shit-box from all the spunk from geezers,
cock-end ruination dad: emitting CFSs like freezers.
Scientists have yet to invent a lens
Powerful enough to detect Dad’s nano-gens
Mum may come to regret working with her latest employer;
It's the infamous Ivor Enormous One, Slayer of Twat and Arsehole Destroyer.
Oh fuck!
It's dog's muck.
Mum? It's a miracle her bum hasn't actually burst
(After trip to German bogs feat. Klaus 'Big Wurst');
Mum gets rather melancholy
If she’s not regularly double-teamed anally
Dad's violating himself with a plimsoll,
While thinking about a little boy's quim-hole.
Bedsit dad listening to Smashing Pumpkins,
Because he's got a willy that's small and thins.
