Old People are grapes, at least that’s what i think

rugged skin surrounding a body of pink

leaving us on edge, to what they might say,

and a fluctuating mood - it depends on the day

the kind can be timid, the cold can be brazen

and the oldest, and hardest, are definitely a raisin

some act without class, while others refine

but like grapes, when pressed, they all proceed to whine.