Dad's predatory threat is fabled,
Within the community of the catastrophically disabled.
Watch mum completely dictate,
How and where blokes defecate.
Trading standards don't take long to spot that Dad's ice-cream van is 'not fine';
As confused kids emerge with Liquid shit dribbler cone with a poo-'99'.
For Christmas, mum's getting the new album by Michael Bublé,
And not only that, she'll be getting a festive big-blokes willy-doubly!
Your dad's at the porn flicks (cock out, milk bottled),
Blokes queue up to rinse his ring (from disease, oddly mottled).
Bogs-blokes 'twat dipping' vaginal neodymium magnet;
Pulling old shopping trolleys through her vaginal dragnet.
Bogs? 30+ blokes/mum, good bum-bleed going.
Park? Dad 30th arrest with "little reed" showing.
Mum reckons she hasn’t reached the zenith
Of her ability to take copious amounts of penis
There's your dad poncing fags in jail,
wanking through the bars, and shitting in a pail.
Even your mum has felt the economic slump,
She's doing 50% off the normal tuppenny hump.
