Maggie Turns To Flies

Turning numbers low and high

The accountant and his wife

Hunger for their prize

In the slumber of the night

Wrap around a sheet of fallen sky

Gone from countless calculator eyes

You might wonder someday

You will go under one day

When the eagle flies

Lies won't change a friend so wise

Tradewinds blow where maggots turn to flies

What a better life!