Packed out gent's last night, mum starred in a no holes barred sex-fest,
But it was embarrassing for everyone when your dad turned up and made a little 'dirty protest.'
The critics were scathing about Dad's exhibition of shit, piss and spunk collages,
He wondered off into the night and in his trousers suffered a series of 'negligent discharges.'
Mum is extremely resource hungry,
When it comes to willy.
It's a total sham;
this isn't my bum diagram.
Bogs-blokes all up in mum's "section,"
Bystander dad, struggling with erection.
It's only an approximation,
But many observers reckon mum's entertained numbers of blokes equivalent to several large European nations.
Your mums excitement got ahead of her,
she force-fed your dad her soggy wheatabix enema.
Cum in your mum on the bathroom floor: Epilepsy wins once more.
Your body is certainly no fucking temple,
You work on the streets, you're up for rental.
Dad's still really into early Tracy Chapman,
Because he's a small willied man.
