Dad claims he misread signs around the primary school indicating 'Local Elections,'
Now he's in the back of a police car, heading in the nonce-shop direction.
Bent over, mum's derrière,
Resembles a plate of charcuterie.
Dad can only ever achieve the mildest hard on,
watching morning TV's 'Midnight Garden'.
lying on the floor:
exploded arsehole.
dislocated jaw.
(probably shouldn't have asked for more)
Mum was alarmingly young when the penny dropped;
Destined for a life in the bogs, getting screwed up where she plopped.
As a poofter, dad's really into his flower arranging,
He's done some designs for local leisure centres (mainly so he could watch other men changing).
Due to the amount of surgical reconstruction the entrance to Mum’s womb
Is somewhat akin to ‘Trigger’s broom’
Dad's captain,
Of Team Thin.
Mum's capable of taking cocks,
In positions considered unorthodox.
