Relative Poem by Ima Ryma

The devil came to a town square,
Where a picnic was taking place.
All the folks the devil did scare.
Out of the square the folks did chase.
But one old guy just sat there still.
On a fried chicken leg did chew,
Ignoring the devil's ill will.
Wonder why in the devil grew.
No fear was not supposed to be,
So the devil asked the old guy,
"Why aren't you somewhat scared of me? "
And the old fellow did reply,

"For sixty six years of my life, "
"I've had your sister for my wife."