Pick It

When I was just five years old
I, just a little pippet
Used to get boogies in my nose
And I would have to pick it

I'd pick it in the morning
And in the evening too
I used to collect them with my friends
And stir up a Hullubaloo

I'd show them to my sister
And display for all to see
On plates and cups and napkins
Mister, would you like to join me for tea?