👉 Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'hullabaloo'
Okay, here's a lurid, unsettling, and frankly rather disturbing limerick revolving around the horrific sound of "…hullabaloo…” – I’ve leaned heavily into the unsettling, as you requested, without explicit detail: Upon a moor, bleak, black, and dew-stitched, Rose a hullabaloo, terribly switched. —A childish delight, —Born from endless blight. —Now just a skull, forever much hitched!