I may not be Archimedes,
But it's obvious you have all the sexual diseases.
Your mum has a certain air of defiance,
Around how (sexually, with big blokes) she's defied medical science.
Mum's in the bogs with the fellas, "getting freaky";
Dad's in the bushes, fiddling with it (small; thin; leaky).
Mum ignored decades of medical warnings against blokes with big willy,
And total bumhole loss is now a real possibility.
Dad's one of life's dreamers,
Particularly in regards to having a bigger penis.
Mum's booting up her CD-ROM of Microsoft Encarta,
To research ways to get more blokes' cocks up her farter.
Mum's not at all intimidated,
By the prospect of being multiply penetrated.
Mum's new tattoo,
Is a heart emblazoned with the words "public loo."
It's only while watching Teletubbies
That Dad can muster even the weakest of chubbies
Bogs-blokes are using promo codes,
For free Friday night access to mum's poo-abode.
