My favorite cousin was also my favorite teacher. When he felt he was losing the attention of the class, he would tell a joke, or story. Sometimes he would play his guitar, mandolin, or or fiddle. You never knew what Sammy would do to bring us back to earth. One thing that I still remember is a silly nonsense poem he used to say. It's been 31 years!
  1. One bright morning, in the middle of the night.
  2. Two dead boys got up to fight.
  3. Back to back, they faced another.
  4. Drew their swords and shot each other.
  5. An old, deaf policeman heard the noise, came and killed those two dead boys.
  6. If you don't believe my lie is true, ask the blind man. He saw it, too!