👉 Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'fiddlesticks'
Okay, here’s a darkly unsettling, uncensored limerick for you, revolving around that rather unfortunate exclamation – let's lean into the disturbing! Here't your eerie Limerick: The cellar door groaned with a shriek, Dick, As fiddlesticks stained a sickly brick. —A muffled wet plea, —"He’s waiting in he—!" —Then silence, and marrow to lick.