Start of shift, and blokes know the deal;
Nob away at mum and retrieve her last meal.
Unusually pungent stench emitting from your mother's shit-slot,
A rummage around reveals what's what...
A week old salami some bloke had left up there to rot!!
Mum's on first name terms,
With an international sample size of sperms.
Dad's researching staff shortages,
At local orphanages.
Mum's new tattoo,
Is a heart emblazoned with the words "public loo."
Top of dad's wish list ,
Covered in piss and shit.
Playground coppers doubtful Dad was ‘forced to disrobe
due to influence of implanted alien anal probe’
Dad's life,
Is divided between hanging around playgrounds and public toilets (listening to other blokes nob his wife).
Mum’s recruited a team of materials scientists from NASA
To create a high tech super durable lining for her ass-a
Mum refuses to end a bogs shift unless convinced,
That all blokes have had their nuts completely rinsed.
