I sense a pest amidst...

Sugar pebbles melt...
Under my shoe, in my felt...

He's positive,
adding smiles,
giving charms...

A hunch seems normal.
Charmingly social...
Chizzling...

And then something
sends a shiver,
noticed with a red flag
at dinner!

The exterminator looks
negative carrying
toxic fumes made to kill.

The anxiety! Ugh! I need a pill!

Filled up with concoction
made to calm. An exterminator
sets a off a bomb!?

Well, I can't go back in, so
I call my friend...

She has an extra room.

Yay, I'll be there soon!

So I walk in, it's all smokey.
Old saloon.

There's more and more.
Before long, I'm asking...
A party of four?

Oh this is her happy place...
The life for her!
...