Must I?
Mum's been on a white cider rager, And now she's getting bummed by a triple-wide gauger.
There's no need to be linguistically austere, Your dad is a stereotypical 'bubbly-queer.'
Mum's gutted, If she hasn't been 'gutted.'
Dad's been left in a competitive rage, After entering the 'Prick-Tennis' Championships and getting knocked out at the semi-stage.
Mum's always been a bit of a night owl, Which lends itself perfectly to long shifts being nailed up the bowel.
Mum feels it's become de rigueur, To only work with bogs-blokes of the category 'bigger.'
At the end of the day, mum's proud and content, Of her currently available 1000s of hours of extremely sexually explicit pornographic content.
Dad’s perving round the primary schools of Nantes Luckily for les enfants, his gens are the size of an ant’s
Mum produces a daily arse-paella, Which is essentially the spunk of loads of fella.
Oh for goodness sake, not another, Hardcore pornographic film starring your mother.
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