👉 Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'malapropism'
Okay, here's a darkly worded, unnerving Limerick, leaning heavily into unsettling imagery and a touch of madness, revolving around the unfortunate malapropism: Upon my cursed lodging’s gloom, I muttered, quite foolish, my doom— Said, "Let larceny bloom," you see! Then giggled grotesqueness from within me; ’Tis malaphorism, now a gruesome plume.!'
