Meltin's Worm (for Foam Tomb + Nacho Plea)

Have you heard of meltin's worm, it crawled right

Into this house, the dividends of grubby hands

And putting them into your mouth. it set up shop

And would not stop gorging whatever meltin

Could eat, its exquisite taste, it went to waste

On a diet consisting of sweets, the doctor came

And laid the blame on meltin's nails he was

Bitin', he made demands they didn't understand