Pomes in a Pail: Music

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)
• MP3 short clip, lo-fi play (modem)

I’ve been known to crack my knuckles
I just love to pop my gum
I suck the creamy from the cookie
And I leave the crunchy crumb
It’s my habit, it’s a hankerin’
When I hear a happy tune
To burp along in rhythm like
The toot of a bassoon

CHORUS:
I’m a creature of my habits —
I’m a habit-acrobat!
And the habits I inhabit
Are my natural habit-tat
Like an echo or a stutter
Loop-de-looping in refrain
Habits flit, and habits flutter
Habits clutter up my brain!

I prefer to clean my navel
With my neighbor’s garden hose
And I like to juggle pudding
And I love to munch my toes
It’s my manner, it’s my way, to
Slurp the noodles off my spoon
And I’m fond of tickling poodles in
The months of May and June.

REPEAT CHORUS

I will say it till I’m boring
Then I’ll say it twice again:
Once you’ve formed a nasty habit
It’s a nasty ball and chain.