A poem telling all my friends what I hate to see them do.

Confusing and nauseating

Annoying and stinking

It’s not tea without thunderous sips?

Not a meal without finger licking?

Your loud perfumes and phones on speakerphone

Maintain a distance with your skunky breath

Cut the bad habits, people

 

Serve me without touching my food

Don’t stare while I munch

My head throbs

Stomach turns

As you continue to do me no good

By continuing the infringing

Please cut the bad habits, people

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