Urinate into your own mouth
The atmosphere in the bogs is becoming extremely intense,
As mum notices a few blokes not yet sporting "trouser tents."
backing up with her dirty slop gate,
pound it now:saturate.
Your dad's arsehole was fucked the most, during your local vicar's 'bring your own' spit-roast.
Dad's been going round merrily telling everyone he'd managed an erection,
Sad really, his clinging to these Walter Mitty-style fictions.
Mum knows bogs-blokes will put on the anal after burners,
When she sticks on the encouraging "Simply The Best" by Tina Turner.
There's dad in the bedroom, can't achieve it: wood;
Your mum: Hungerford.
I've emptied my nuts,
Into your mum's guts!
In the bogs, mum has no quarrels,
On giving up her basic morals.
Dad's trouser attributes are absolutely risible,
Fully erect, it's still a long, long way from visible.
