Dad's nano-genital never verified erect,
And everything else about them also incorrect.
Mum is being absolutely sincere,
In her desire for blokes with beer diarrhoea.
TRUE OR FALSE?
Did mum used to be in a band,
Called 'Mum and The Farmhands?'
The results for thinnest willy amongst the demographic for thin-willied men are finally back (it took a while),
And dad is placed in the 99.9999999999% percentile.
After mum's all-night screw-in,
Her poor old bumhole's a ruin.
Dad's getting probed by huge blokes (where it's shitty),
In the background upbeat 90s staple (McClean, Bitty).
Every year mum finds herself offering the same "Happy New Year,"
To bogs-blokes, as she's matted with spunk, and grinning ear to ear.
Dad's suffering from 'Schrodinger's dick':
Somehow simultaneously 'not there' and 'not thick'
Dad's trying to get explicit 4K photos of kid's dicks
On a Zilog Z8000-based C8002 running 1980 Unix.
Start of shift, and blokes know the deal;
Nob away at mum and retrieve her last meal.
