The Flies

[Ace]

The world seems down today
Is it the gray skies?
Is it the rain?
No, it is the flies

Disgusting creatures
Buzzing all about
The dead cover the ground
All dead from the drought

The bodies all shriveled
The flies all bloated
I never knew a creature
That could be so devoted

Pray for them, the dead
And scorn the flies that fed