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A nanny left home for Nantucket,
In search of the infamous bucket.
Alas, the bucket was found
With the help of her hound.
And as for the bucket Nantucket.
— Sharon Graves, El Dorado, AR
That bucket was soon found in Juneau,
And the cash that it held caused a row,
Such that Nan and her mate
As they fled from the state,
Grabbed the bucket and ran, don't Juneau.
— Rob Keister, Fountain Valley, CA
Why all the fuss 'bout this bucket?
Sure, Nan and her man left and tucket
But Pa still owns land
out on Sankaty sand
When he sells, all that cash he'll just truck it!
— Joseph Kim, Walen, MA
On Nantucket, the island I live,
Cash flows through my bucket, a sieve.
When Nan and her man
Return home again,
I'll have nothing but love left to give.
There once was a man from Nantucket,
Who gave me his Nantucket Bucket,
By doing his part,
He won my heart,
And I fell for that man from Nantucket.
— Bonnie Mitchell, White Plains, NY
The lawyer they hired, Dan Schuckat,
Advised the two people to chuck it
And offer to settle;
That tested their mettle.
And as for their fortune, Dantucket.
— Jane Gill-Shaler, North Carolina
The man built their home in Alaska,
Nan wished she had stuck with Nebraska,
For the weather was cold,
And she was getting old,
Poor old Nan and the man in Alaska.
— Joshua Zubricki, Gloucester, MA
Nan took the cash to Nantasket
Before her ol' man blew a gasket
Nan showed some class
By carrying her stash
In a handwoven Nantucket Basket.
— John Ryan, Haverill, MA
So don't put your money in buckets,
Remember the man from Nantucket,
His own family stole,
Left him in a hole,
And as for Nan—tucket, the bucket.
— A.J., Warwick, RI
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As for the saga of Nan and the Man
They headed north with her Pa close at hand
They hid the old bucket
With the cash from Nantucket
Down a well at house on Cape Ann
—Thomas Crowley, Gloucester, MA
The man saw Pa leave with the bucket,
Said he 'Nan, go home to Nantucket.
Sneak into the house,
And quick as a mouse,
Out the window, the bucket, you chuck it.”
—C. Alan Reber, Arizona
For the next few years, then, the man,
Wondered where he went wrong with his Nan.
But with his new wife,
Went on with his life,
And never had children again.
—Ricky Lee Edwards, Monrovia, CA
Their bucket of cash bought a garden,
with a Nantucket cottage to reside in,
The Geraniums grew,
and the next thing they knew,
Pa, Nan, and her man had a fortune.
—Tris Coffin, Pittsburgh, PA
The good life! Investments and plans...
Still, the years swallowed most of Paw's clan.
Nan's kids got that bucket
Full of stock in Nantucket.
Dreadful snobs, they're ashamed of old Nan.
—Peggy Ross, Reedsville, WV
The problem Nan had wasn't nice.
It seems her man suffered from vice.
His drinking was bad,
but what made her quite sad,
was he lost all their money at dice!
—Carl Davis, New Waverly, Indiana
Visited Nan and her man on Nantucket
Oyster in hand, man said, You shuck it
Fresh from the shell into the pan
Dinner for me, Nan and man
Tomorrow, clams'l fill our bucket
—Cynthia Gallant-Simpson, aboard the trawler Briganta
With the boys the man began drinking,
A behavior that started Nan thinking
That her husband once sweet,
Was the party-girl's treat,
And his time with the boys would be shrinking.
—Steve Todd, Nantucket (Originally GA)
There once was a girl in Nantucket
He and Nan took a walk with a bucket.
Oops, a seagull flew low,
He had nowhere to go,
But Nan, she was able to duck it.
—Sandra Williams, Philadelphia, PA
Nan had it sent up to Alaska,
It’s farther, she thought, than Nebraska.
Did she and her man,
Fool her Pa with this plan?
The next time I see her, Alaska.
—mailed to us by 'A California Dale,' who credits
his inspiration to Margaret Dale, whose contribution
to this tale appears at www.yesterdaysisland.com
Let’s be clear on Miss Nan and her mate,
The bucket of cash sealed her fate,
Though her motives were pure,
And the good life seemed sure,
‘Twas a community property state.
—Peter Homes,Washington, DC
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