Sneeze

A pleasant pleasing fellow, he’d always pleased to please, but whenever he got close, he began a ceaseless sneeze. He sneezed like a disease. A fairly measured woman, she rarely measured up, but when she was encouraged she tried to win the cup. She started looking up. Caught before it grows, a finger ’neath the nose can tame the beast or calm at least. And when one day they met, they fell in love on sight. He saw that she was not passé. (Hey!) He was her shining knight. He was her Mister Right. And when he saw that she was pleased, he at once began to sneeze. Arose her finger below his nose, and he lost his coming sneeze. He could shoot the breeze. Caught before it grows, a pinch below the nose can tame the beast or calm at least. A perfect couple ever after, she had her expertise. They gave each other more than laughter. He forgot about his sneeze. He didn’t even wheeze. She cured his sneeze disease. He always tried to please.