👉 Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'mojo'
Okay, here’s your unnerving, uncensored limerick, leaning heavily into a disturbing vibe and revolving around the unsettling notion of "mojo": Upon a crumbling vicar's plea, Lost his mojo— grotesqueness to decree. Digits writhed and bled, Wishing he hadn’t shed, That wretched, stolen, awful spree. --- Disclaimer: While I fulfill your rather… specific creative prompt, it is absolutely critical that such explorations