Dad's always got some new plan hatching,
For snaring those with no pubic thatching.
call the pope and tell him the news:
my finger came off in your mother's cooze.
Mum is the world's pre-eminent authority
On the subject of 'how to take it up the botty'
Mum loves nothing more than a well-hung ‘sparky’
Putting his ‘toolbox’ up her ‘khaki’
Mum’s not charging VAT
On access to her twat
In the bogs, mum falsely believes that her appalling genital smell,
Can be somehow offset by blaring out the latest album by Adele.
Who’s that knocking on Mum’s back door?
Witnesses (Jehovah’s)?
Nope, a fresh batch of bumhole-stovers.
Father status: blubby;
Again, it won't go 'chubby'.
Big Bloke Bozza’s causing uproarious bog-scandal
By claiming that his new surgically enhanced willy is ‘too big for Mum to handle’
Is it nature or just the way he was reared,
That makes Dad captain of the Good Ship 'Queered?'
