Look at My Sister, My Stepmother Said

Look at my sister,
My stepmother said,
She's just burried her husband
And then her father-in-law.

The father-in-law was ninety-five,
You can't blame him for dying,
His son wasn't sixty yet,
Should have lived longer.

And yet, perhaps it's better,
The son dying before the father,
If the son had lived, he'd have asked
Why all the money went to his brothers.