It's difficult to summon the verbiage
For the stench of mum's 'turd hedge'.
I'm not saying your Mum's ravaged fuck-tube is large, but her venereal diseases produce Everest-like piles of discharge.
Interactions in the bogs rarely involve words,
Mainly grunts, moans and the exchange of dog-turds.
Dad doesn't understand the "birds and the bees,"
He's only interested in the under threes.
Go on Tinder and pre-emptively post all of my potential matches a large format Pantone graded catalogue of all my turds, and a large Sports Direct style mug with my face on
Mum in pornographic films with blokes of penis classification size: thick,
Dad watching pornographic films, his penis classification size: very un-thick.
'You do the Shake 'n' Vac, and put the freshness back,'
(Your mum certainly needs to; she's got a fucking stinking crack).
There's your father,
man-faeces smother;
It's taken it's toll;
being shit on by Danny Glover.
Dad's at the Paralympics,
Campaigning for the inclusion of "men with really small and weird prics".
