HEY im Unwell and i thought of this poem(?) I’m a can of worms I sneak into your cupboards And rot your food I wriggle through the cracks in your walls Rotting the wood from the inside I hide in your boots You have to sift through The grain and gravel to get me out You call the exterminator But he’s out in Maui Celebrating 28 years of service rate my poem(?)