Day of the Dead Flies

I see flies

Every time I cry

In every hole

I watch trolls

I see flies

On your back

You should treat your sores

Instead of your whores

I see flies

Now they will die

Watch them every meal

Waiting for the deal

I fly you see

Above the weed

Above giant craters

Full ego dominators

I'm the fly in your eye

Watch me look shy

This is the day to die

Of eating the dead fly

© GdJ