Our lives are only here on leases,
As bodies start, to fall to pieces,
Gravity fails, the face has creases.
And feels like family no longer needs us.

An old lady starts to get the sneezes.
She's held it all day, what if it releases?
She couldn't stand, to hear all the teases.
Her husband screeches, I think someone sees us!

It's just a guy that often polices.
Look over there; aren't those your nieces?
I see our pastor! The one who preaches?
Don't let them see. Please hear my pleases!?!

Help me find a broom to sweep this.
I hope that soon my sneezing ceases.
Now, I'm starting to feel the breezes.
And what if all those tender parts freezes?

Her sneezes caused her to squeeze her peaches.
Groceries to fall; milk, eggs and cheeses.
As wind, the cold, and tempers unleashes,
The old lady smiles, she still has her Reeses!