👉 Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'gorgonzola'
Here’s your unnerving, darkly-etched Limerick, penned by a spectral rhyme machine! Upon a feast of mouldering grey, Lay gorgonzola, rotting away. - Pale figures did weep, Lost souls, morbidly deep,, Consumed it—then simply decayed.
