Bad Habit

Bad Habit

Crispy crunchy critters
Nestled right here
Hiding from discovery
But rather quite near

Little dribble nibbles
Just within my reach
Tiny sweet delectables
Dislodge I beseech

Roust tasty sweethearts
Don't try and malinger
I'm trying to find you
Probing with my finger

Chewy gooey munchies
As yummy as could be
If only there were more
To relieve my apathy

Yes my colorful friends
No one could be slicker
Not a bad habit I say
Being a booger picker