Maggot

Stick a camera in the door

It's the thing that I abhor

Can't remember to before

It was part of the decor

Hate is written in design

You are part of their crime

Don't give them another dime

Or have you given up this time

No change

In your old age

A big yearn

To feel the tide turn

I laughed but I don't understand the joke

Just to feel a part of the folk

Turned from

A worm to a maggot

And bury myself

With no casket

The water's never as deep as you think

Unless you dip your toes and start to sink

I laughed but think that maybe I'm the joke

You crack the egg I am the runny yoke