Wrong-potty poetry.
Mum takes charge, Sorting out the "massive" from the "large."
Mum considers it a disappointment If after a bogs-sesh her bum'ole doesn't require a considerable amount of ointment
Dad’s having a hard time finding sponsors For his new podcast ‘by and for nonces’
Dad's suffering from smallness of the penis, But at least his little willy is highly proteinous.
It really grieves us, that your father's got no penis.
Mum’s consistently pushing her bum-antics to new the next level Resulting in her anus developing a distinctive, callused ‘bevel’.
Mum's plan? Taking pricks from massive to gargantuan.
In the 90s, mum regularly had Pete Sampras, Firing 'aces' up her ass (preferred surface: grass).
following last night, dad's new rule of thumb: limit of five blokes at a time up the bumbumbum.
Hi, I'm one of your mum's old flames, From way back when she was on the game.
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