There once was a man in Nantucket. 🪣 A collection of silly & _dark_ writings
Ah! Nantucket. Home of the man who once had a bucket.
These aren’t limericks I guess.., although I try to follow the same cadans they have. There is something about that starting phrase “there once was a man in Nantucket” that just gets me started writing silly, sarcastic, unusual things. I have an odd sense of humour that isn’t for everyone.
No. I don’t live in Nantucket. I don’t even live in the US. I live in Ghent, Belgium.
I’m not sure why I started writing these, but I think it was because I was reading a lot and I wanted to try my hand at these. I’m not sure if I’m any good at it, but I do enjoy writing them.
And no, Copilot didn’t write any of them. I did. I’m not sure if I should be.