Inheritances

Christ – have you seen Mum’s arse?
Her lockdown cakes have gathered
round her lower half – Imagine that
hung on us? Dad’ll have a ball/He’s
got more bits to grab! He’ll be like a
pig in.. Is mine that big? Ha! not yet!
Yet? Bitch!/ I feel sorry for our girls –
I’m hoping it skips a generation/Ah!
Ours – or theirs?/Ours of course – &
you agree/You eatin’ those biscuits?