Bogs-scenes chaos akin to the Book of Revelation
Although for Mum it’s rather more than a ‘second coming’ (feat multiple penetration)
Dad's nasty little roddy-roddy?
Extremely shoddy-shoddy.
Unconstructively criticise
My shit box and inner thighs.
Bogs-blokes declare the 'winner,'
Is the one who can see what mum had for dinner.
After particularly busy shifts, mum's capable of producing "profiteroles,"
Made out of the churned shit and spunk from her arsehole.
Dad, Mum, Dad, Dad, Mum, Dad, then Mum again,
Arse, face, arse, face, fanny fanny- oh no! knobstrain!
Mum's smiles as she glances back down the queue of bogs-punters;
There are plenty more "bummers" in than "cunters."
Mum's enjoying a big-prick,
Picnic.
You can kind of tell from the state of her tits,
That your mummy's cunt has been completely fucking fucked to bits.
You've been fucked by original 'Teflon Don', John Gotti;
His penis ineffectual like a dunked 'biscotti'.
