Bad poetry corner: “Nantucket”

There once was a man from Nantucket.
No, seriously. There really was.
I think his name was Dave.
Wait; no … it was Dan! Yep, Dan — I’m sure of it.

Good guy. Kind of odd, though.
He always walked around wearing oven mitts.
Sometimes he wore nothing BUT oven mitts.
Wow. He was REALLY odd, now that I think of it. 

I wonder what he’s up to now.
I wonder if he’s still wearing oven mitts.
I should do an Internet search on him.
Yeah, I’ll do an Internet … nah. F— it.

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