Picking one’s nose

Nothing comes close
To the joys of picking one’s nose
Don’t try to lie
And be that guy
‘That’s a filthy habit
I never insert my digit
Into my nose
Don’t be so gross.’

To be fair
It is a private affair
Nothing is more annoying
Then when you finally dig out that string
You notice some person
Their face stricken
You must put your goo
Into a piece of tissue.

To avoid this sacrifice
You gotta take my advice
Find a quiet spot
For you to play with your snot.
Sit back and start digging
For that gloopy string
Dispose it as you will
Make sure you enjoy the thrill.

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