A lament for the long and the short of it all

We refuse to be amused by your moans and groans and cries
We’re all tired of the rants about your puny penile size
As if all we had to do all day was listen to your reprise
Of your length and girth and firmness and, oh - will it satisfy?

I tell you, we don’t care and never did and furthermore,
Your requests about your member have become a crashing bore
So take it to your doctor or your mother or your w****
But take it somewhere else because your whines just make us snore