Bad Habits
My bad habits seem to jumble
Burp and mumble
My goofy ease
At losing keys
Good luck giving me directions
My projections
Of right and left
Are not so deft
Yet I sort whites and wash pans
Recycle cans
Good habits grew
From loving you.
7/22/21
12 Lines in Rhyme contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Copyright © Michelle Faulkner | Year Posted 2021
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