There once was a man from Nantucket who took to wearing a placard around his neck that read, “The blood of the next person who asks me if ‘it’ really is that big will flow like a river through the streets of Nantucket’.
Where are all the “women of Nantucket” limericks?
I know one:
There once was a man from Nantucket,
Who kept all his cash in a bucket.
His daughter Nan
Ran off with a man,
And as for the bucket - Nantucket!
[source: some wag from Princeton]