Dad's penis: subatomic particle with no mass;
Mum's pants: A blend of twat and shit gas.
One of mum's key bogs needs,
Is a set of basketball sized anal beads.
Bogs-blokes rely on local knowledge,
To navigate in and around mum's 'hole-edge.'
Endlessly refine my great bum-lineage
Until it resembles red/brown spineach.
Dad's researching staff shortages,
At local orphanages.
There's a whole host of things wrong, with your father's little putty-prong
(#1: not long).
Mum's cleverly titled themed night 'Olymprics,'
Inevitably involves bogs-blokes from all over the world competing to screw her up the bum with extremely large pricks.
hundreds of men have "by the seaside" played:
a game involving your mum's bucket-cunt and a spade.
Even Dr Stephen Hawking
Was unable to explain the state of mum’s ’black hole’ after decades of relentless porking
Mum's probably full of thousands of bloke's cums,
Dad's cast out in the sexual doldrums.
