That’s Gross I know what you’re doing. Don’t try to lie! I saw you do it yesterday. Ew – you’re doing it again. Oh – you try to hide it, With a turn of your head, Or a hand shield, But I know what you are doing. But grossest of all is when . . . You gaze at it, Roll it between your fingers, Then you slurp it and gulp. It’s gross. It’s nasty It’s disgusting. I really think you should stop.