Reach And Grab It For A Habit!

The cat has heard this a time or two, followed by a boo hoo. Some human wanted to do something at their sea, but it was too much work for it to come to be. Pfffft work? I don't think some know the meaning of the word, which they probably think is a perk.

I have a habit.
Like some lucky rabbit.
It may not be humping,
But in with it I am lumping.

Like it or lump it.
Just don't hump it.
That may get you in jail.
That sure is a big fail.

I have the habit of stopping.
That makes things a flopping.
Stop before I go.
That sucks, you know.

I'll blame that habit.
That's why I can't nab it.
My habit is all to blame.
Bad habit should be my middle name.

I have good habits too.
Regularly I use the loo.
That keeps me going.
So I can stop each showing.

But I want more.
I don't want a repeat encore.
Oh, there it is again.
My habit surfaced at my den.

It can't be beat.
I may as well retreat.
It can't be stopped.
Another thing I flopped.

I have a habit of repeating.
That is ever so fleeting.
But I do it anyway.
It is in my DNA.

It crawled right in.
There it sits not letting me win.
It refuses to stop.
A habit I can't drop.

Oh, I want to do that.
But it might go splat.
Actually it will.
My habit won't chill.

Ever blame things on a habit instead of reaching out to grab it? Pfffft is what we say. There is no habit in your DNA. You created that habit at your sea and it can be broken by thee. Then you can do what you want and make better habits at your haunt. You just have to let the better habit take form and give it time to become the norm. Then the bad habit can go the way of bad gas. You can pass it out and be on your merry way like my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.