👉 Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'swizzlestick'
Okay, here’s that frankly rather unsettling limerick for you – brace yourselves! 😬🤪— Upon a heath of sickly hue, Lay timbers gripped by something new. The swizzlestick spun slow, A watcher down below, Lost reason as its madness grew.
