Analysis of Stalemate

No butterflies seen to fly,
makes me wanna cry,
maybe mother earth is about to die.

No fishes to fry,
makes me wonder why,
is it now that oceans lie?

Every hand has a sign,
a nuptial band on finger nine,
am i too broke to buy?

Jessy has got on a silver brace,
and Kessy has a silly face,
but i'm ignorant of my picky craze.

Facebook sells me a Face,
but PhotoShop holds the ace,
These prospects are running a fake race.

The wolves will come at night,
When the moon is out and bright,
Must they wait till there's light?

I really like that glass,
i wanna make it my lass,
but It's not yet time for my class.

The sky is dark like tar,
the stars shine down from far,
What good are they for than to twinkle from afar.

Maybe, i don't strike you as fly,
Maybe you think this is all a lie,
you still deserve to have the last Line.