It Started With A Kiss Poem by Neil Solan

I encouraged a kiss
And ended up with syphilis,
So what can I do with you, my love?

I resemble a sponge covered in fun,
She told me she loved me then turned around to run
So what can I do with you, my love?

Though the day is a long way off
I know then, you will be gone,
I'll be all alone and having no fun.

You're my wonderful disease,
You are all I ever need,
And when i'm gone, i'm REALLY gone
'Cos you're my wonderful disease.