Oh please, for goodness sake.
It's no coincidence,
That all dad's friends are also 'nonce.'
For Mum and blokes, a lengthy bogs-sesh is a ‘win-win’
Dad’s knob assessment? ‘thin-thin’
i didn't think there'd be feelings of remorse,
until i saw the size of the horse.
Sick bags were reached for in the editing suite,
In the final cut of mum's film "Hot Lunch: All You Can Eat."
Even at her age, mum's sexploits show no sign of mellowing,
She's been pissed on by so many blokes, it appears she's actually yellowing.
The tightly packed, baying bogs-throng,
Chomping at the bit to do mum up the wrong.
Mum’s digitising her 80s and 90s work from VHS;
Featuring long queues of permed, moustached blokes making her arsehole ‘a right old mess’.
There's nothing there, just a single, really thick pubic hair. Forgive me if I stare.
Dad clearly gets some kind of buzz,
Out of the endless cat and mouse chasing by the nonce-fuzz.
The only 'skill' or 'endorsement' dad has received on LinkedIn,
Is: 'Thin.'
