Re-chart my hairy territory
Your dad's ability to gain an erection: long gone,
Now, even when looking at blokes, it's just an eighth-on.
dad's birthday: he's overjoyed!
he's going to have his arse destroyed!
I'm not saying your Mum's ravaged fuck-tube is large, but her venereal diseases produce Everest-like piles of discharge.
Bogs-blokes' "true meaning of christmas",
Lies in the rapid and violent erosion of mum's poo-isthmus.
It’s Christmas time, Santa’s coming
Mum’s festive wish? Yep: ‘Smash my bum in’
Let's all go to the tolilet on each-other;
Concentrating mainly on the face of your mother.
Mum's entering the Christmas spirit,
With 20 kilos of fresh dog-shit.
Whilst stoving your mum I saw a look of serene stillness, doctors later confirmed profound mental illness.
Mum's being DP'd,
By delivery blokes from DPD.
Dad prefers farm men,
And / or children.
