If I had a less thick shell

maybe I’d not be in hell;

I’m a breathing monster-

Frankensteined by yolk-

I rotted but never broke.

 

Life has taught me well:

do not give up or it tells;

cancer was my teacher;

I’d failed it now I smoke-

I’m waiting for a stroke.

 

Death I’d bet is caramel;

sin I’d bet is just a spell-

shaky fingers just to stir

up souls once we croak;

sweetness falls from oak.