Cousins, Identical Cousins!

Meet Brock, who’s lived most everywhere,
From Zanzibar to Barclay Square.
But Joc’s only seen the sights
A boy can see from Brooklyn Heights — What a crazy pair!

Hey! It’s Joc (yes. It’s spelled Joc, as in Jock or Jacques) Pederson…

But they’re cousins,
Identical cousins all the way.
One pair of matching bookends,
Different as night and day.

…or is it Brock Peterson?

Where Brock adores a minuet,
The Ballet Russes, and crepe suzette,
Our Joc loves to rock and roll,
A hot dog makes him lose control — What a wild duet!

Brock and Joc in their younger days.

Still, they’re cousins,
Identical cousins and you’ll find,
They laugh alike, they walk alike,
At times they even talk alike —
You can lose your mind,
When cousins are two of a kind.