My first ever attempt at comedy with a meaning; I'm not too sure if I like it. Based pretty strongly on a real situation into which I was forced today!

I saw you kneeling by a tree;
swallowing - a man in ecstasy -
I looked at him; you looked at me
We stood there - I and he;
and crouching you - we made three.
I don't want to call you a prostitute;
for you are much too hirsute -
a jigallo at best; for you lack at least a breast
or at least; you're a bearded girl
You turn away, I start to hurl.
Much confused am I; as to why -
you feel the need to express
loves lavishing duress,
in such stark openness,
and don yourself
in such finery as
a haute-couteur dress?
Such is the world
where girls are men
and men are girls;
but please to all,
both man and girl,
If you must remember
something of this tale
remember only this -
fellatio equals instant bliss;
but too much can cause
syphilis.