Oh please, for goodness sake.
There'd been a tip-off and the ambulance crews were already there, Even so, some kind onlooker set off a Bum-doctor Distress Flare, Whilst rubber-neckers slowed down traffic to stare, Yep, Mum had suffered a massive cunt-to-arse tear.
Your mum has a certain air of defiance,  Around how (sexually, with big blokes) she's defied medical science.
There was an ambivalence in your mother's eyes, as if she wasn't fussed, That at least 300 blokes had spunked in her face (just as previously discussed).
Mum's arsehole is far from the Sistine Chapel, After a night of performing the "cistern grapple."
Dad first discovered he prefers men, In a toy shop, after spotting Barbies' Ken, (left premises in police custody after committing sex-offen').
Mum's in the tabloids, she once sucked off David Cameron, Dad's just sucked off many, many, many men.
Mum is very clear that bogs-blokes can't, Use any form of lubricant.
A tiny little shiver, a shameful little dither, a penis all a-quiver, a pathetic milky river.
In summary, the long and the short The dogs was long and your dads was short.
It seems like a terrible act of narcissicism, For your dad to want to cover his own mother in jism.
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