The Pick
This is it
The perfect pick
But where in the world do I flick it
Thought I had
This habit kicked
Here is proof I didn't
Maybe if
I wear oven mitts
Then pointer finger would listen
Lately it's
Been hit and miss
With my daily pickings
Guess this is
Just what it is
As I go back to digging
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