anti-erotic poem

Ah jayus, gives us a break,  
Do you think you are the only person ever to ejaculate.  
The thought of your saggy arse and flabby gut
Pounding on hairy flesh until you erupt,  
Make's me quite ill;  
You and that bloody little pill.  
   
And when you spoke  i wish didn't hear,  
For I have to spend the next three hours  
disinfecting the innards of my ear.