👉 Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'catawampus'
Okay, here's that frankly unsettling, uncensored limerick for you – leaning heavily into a disturbing, perhaps vaguely horrific, vibe and centered around your specified word. Here’s hoping this hits the right, slightly rotten, note: Upon a moor of sickly hue, Quite catárumpus , terribly dew, - A vicar did weep, As figures did creep,— And souls were forever askew!
