Mum isn’t fussy about political affiliation
All she cares about is bum-desecration
Dad's still very much caught up in his own Oedipus Complex,
Asking blokes to wear his mum's wedding dress, when they come round for sex.
Mum’s aspect becomes troubled
If she’s not regularly willy-doubled
Mum delivers speeches like Goebbels,
Demanding proper bum-sex and willy-gobbles.
"your country needs you! for an anal fisting."
quick as a flash, dad's enlisting.
Be the subject of a Netflix documentary claiming you’ve done over 1000 pisses
Mum's sexual Achilles Heel,
Is that her twat has lost all discernable feel.
Mum's bum's basically 'free,'
It's available to 'all and sundry!'
For mum, nothing could be finer,
Than three blokes apiece in arse, gob and vagina.
As a nonce,
Dad has a worrying amount of confidence.
