Silly old habits jump up & down like rabbits

Were I able to stifle
my clabber blabbering
spouting tedious trifle
slobbering, jabbering

Then you’d be spared erred earfuls
of fumbling foolishness
saved from such silly eyefuls
of mucky mulishness

But short of you pointing a gun
I’ll sadly keep at it again

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-clabber = milk that has soured and thickened