You could try taking a snooze with this
It won't be pleasant, won't bring you any bliss
It's practically everywhere, maybe even on your skin
But you wouldn't bring it near the faces of your kin
Even it though makes lots of noise, no one pays attention to it
Until one collapses and dies from its hit
There are no puncture wounds, no scars, no scabs
And it won't be a good glove when you throw a jab