System dump
My fucked poo-sump.
Mum's now performing extreme sexual favours
For cheesy dust at the bottom (spent Quavers).
Start of shift, mum already knows the direction of travel;
Any semblance of order or control around access to her arsehole, will quickly unravel.
Charged with gross indecent exposure (of the penis and testicles),
Dad claims he was under the control of extraterrestrials.
Bedsit Dad listening to Alanis Morissette,
Thinking "isn't it ironic I've not had sex yet."
Halt, boys, it's a wrap,
your dad's been massively smothered in crap.
All over the floors and walls is a strange looking, organic shit-pottage,
Your dad's just had his arse fucked out by that bloke from River Cottage.
Dad's got the tweezers out to watch mum's film 'Cheap Sex-Tramp,'
Oh-no though, he's pulled up with a severe bout of wanker's cramp.
Mum's organised a commemorative 'gun salute,'
Involving blokes firing their canon's up her poo-chute.
After entertaining an extremely large group,
Mum's knackered poo-hoop,
Contains a weird kind of spunk/piss/shit primordial soup.
