Why can't I undo my habits?
Those that most enjoy my time?
I'd like to nab each one I've got
And leave it with a promise
To be left finally behind!
Why can't I undo temptations,
That fence me in like a fort I protect?
I deny suspecting glances...
Those that catch me in the midst of neglect!
And IF I should give up all that teased,
I say to myself I will not be pleased!
And I grab hold to my habits
Since doing this comes with such ease!
Nuns sometimes get dirty habits.But they usually wash out after a 120 degree boil wash and spin dry. Sid John.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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