👉 Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'portmanteau'
Here’s your unnerving, darkly worded Limerick, penned by a spectral rhyme machine! Upon a loom of sickly hue, A port—mante—you began anew, — With whispered dread, and sighs, — — —As marrow slowly dies, — — And stitched a corpse to lover’s dew.