A ticking generic time bomb
Think of the Kids
Do you remember days of old
When “courting” your girl
Was the way it was done
“Nookie“ was the forbidden one....
But now it’s one drink and off to bed
Give me the days of the faithful wife
We respected the one we would wed
When marriage was for all of your life....
Lust is now the name of the game
Love vanished as old fashioned ways
Single mums with a string of kids
Unknown fathers on one night stands
“Up the duff” for a council house
A “bun in the oven” and it’s done
Get your perks from
We tax paying bums......
But a time bomb is ticking away
As these kids grow up to bonk one day
Was that my cousin I shagged last night?
Or my uncles brother or my mother’s dad?
The biggest fuck up this world has seen
As inbreeding so becomes firkin rife
You don’t know who your dad is
Or that tart was not his wife....
So future kids that come this way
Must be tested for their DNA
Or the world of defective children
Are here to stay.....
Peter the Radical one
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