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.