When it comes to the bum-plunder, your dad prefers auntie Mable,
On account of her massive tits, and that she's mentally unstable.
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.
Mum will not tolerate any bleating,
From blokes complaining her arsehole sides are no longer meeting.
Mum's been awarded a medium quality four slice toaster;
In recognition for being a bog's bloke favourite spit-roaster.
Dad's trouser meat,
Is embarrassingly petite.
All bogs tales are about giving mum a good stuffing;
Her bum has become a sort of bogs-MacGuffin.
A bogs-bloke has been disqualified,
Due to a "slight thinness" that mum spied.
Basically, mum's a receptacle,
For the contents of male genital.
Mum + 5 blokes in the bog, with another 426 lined up;
Dad telling the judge that downloading 18TB of kiddie porn was "just a wind-up".
Dad's 'Ryan Air' penis: poor construction, unappealing;
at just shy of 2 millimeters, it's reached its 'cervix ceiling'.
