Bad Habits

Bad Habits Oh what bliss is picking your nose Or removing the debris between the toes Then forget to wash your dirty hands And cook the dinner, you understand And worse to eat the snot that’s picked It’s enough to make one really sick Licking the top of a fresh cream cake And keeping from all of those who take Popping those spots upon your face And wipe with a towel to leave not a trace Buy a pack from the shop then light up And smoke in the smog coughing phlegm up Infect your poor neighbour’s healthy lungs With smoke and tar until they are gunged Too many sweets are known to be bad False teeth and fat result from this fad So rid yourself from all these obsessions And look upon them with disdain and rejection