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!