Ode To A Nose Picker

Beside me sitting in your carBoth stopped at the light we areBut unlike me you seem distractedAs your brains you have extractedHow far up there can you go?While watching this most vulgar show.You keeping digging deeper stillUntil you get your sticky fillYou seem not to notice usAs we gag and make a fussWith your finger in your noseUp to your knuckle now it goesNow with your filthy quest