"He's at it again", his mother said
"Soiling up his double bed
You'll have to have some words with him
He needs to wipe it after it's in"
His father said, "He's just a lad
Is it really all that bad? "
The mother looked a little pissed
"It looks to me, that he just missed
And got his mess on the new white sheet
The intercourse was incomplete"
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