It's feeding time at the local zoo,
But Dad's been asked to leave, for throwing the animals his own poo.
Dad's in gents: position bent over, blokes sniffin' round his arse like doggy rover, use butter for lubes? No, clover...update on mum? Last night I fuckin' stoved 'er.
Mum nailed by blokes with a Burger King Whopper,
Leaves her with a "botty-sting slopper."
Mum's knackered old poo-flower,
Has extraordinary natural healing power.
"Oh, your mother rang,
She's entertaining a German biker gang."
Dad's experiencing toxic shock:
His immune system has finally rejected his nano-cock.
Mum has only ever had one hobby, and that’s taking knobby in the jobby lobby
Mum's bum finally approaching "nicely filled",
By bloke with prick like a child's bicycle.
Mum's photograph albums are a veritable treasure trove,
Of appalling images of her cunt and arse stove.
A scene of devastation and horror, was your father's bed,
The morning after he'd been hospitalised by Mick Hucknall from Simply Red.
