Must I?
You won't ever see mum "bottling," A 3 litre Coke "bottling."
Mum in the bogs, is known to be "open all hours," Meanwhile, dad's proved to be a smash hit in the prison showers.
Bum-docs are far from upbeat, About the condition of mum's poo-pleat.
Oh what a dreadful blunder! Your mum's done a really rough bum-curry-chunder.
It's the never-ending, nightly duel, Between bogs-blokes and mum's poo-capsule.
Mum: Donkey Dong Dad: Wonkey Dong
You'll need to employ an aggressive style, To negotiate past the back-end piles.
As the last bloke spunked, it seemed your mum's bum was off the hook, Until who strode into the gents? Yep, massive-dicked BBC presenter, Barry Took.
Come end of shift, mum displays a distressing lack of control, Over what's going in, coming out of, and generally going on around, her arsehole.
Dad went to a gynaecologist to research his ancestry and past, But was shocked when the investigation involved taking scrapings from up his arse.
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