To His Coy Penis

What's with you, Signor Cazzo, Mister Dick?
How comes it that tonight you merely loll,
and will not do your job, you stupid prick,
like software that requires a reinstall?
The problem here, if I may be so blunt,
is that you won't concede to our control:
my dearest longs to have you in her cunt,
but you will not go down the rabbit hole.
What fantasy or image do you need
to stiffen your resolve and set you straight,
so that my love and I may now proceed
to get the fuck out of the starting gate?
What does it take, Viagra or Cialis,
to get you to get up and be a phallus?