The wife`s mother lives with us,
All she does is winge,
When she stops her ranting,
She`s on a drunken binge.
Vodka is her tipple,
Abusive though in drink,
She hits me hard across the face,
And really chuffin stinks.
SBDs come thick and fast,
I want to get her out,
Iv`e never liked you You ignorant slob,
I`ll give her such a clout.
I tell the wife it`s her or me,
I`ll not see her on the street,
Her corned beef legs and Sixteen chins,
And now her minging feet.
Iv`e not been good enough for her daughter,
The wife says so as well,
I stink and snore and fart a lot,
i wish they`d go to hell.
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