Two men planned to go to Nantucket,
A ferry was found, they did book it,
At the pier said Michelle,
“You are first, you did swell!”
Then the boat arrived and they took it!
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To the island the couple did hop,
From the boat arriving at the dock,
That PM they did choose,
To purchase shirts and shoes,
As they frequented shop after shop!
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The wandering was an awful fright,
Due to the birthday hangover blight,
To their room they did flee,
And watched H-G-T-V,
And took to bed for an early night!
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On Sunday morn the weather was wet,
Time for a run to build up a sweat,
But Mark went the wrong way,
The right route, ‘Chelle did say,
The run ending at nine kilomet!
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After the run, energy was due,
They hunted for a pizza or two,
Watched the golf in the cold,
Where wine and clams were sold,
And warmed in a super-heated loo!
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The final day the sun was a star,
The Handlebar Cafe, not that far,
They drank cups of Nit-ro,
Working a route to go,
On to Chatham, a drive in the car!
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Liam, Nantucket, MA, USA, 20 June 2022