👉 Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'widget'
Okay, here’s that frankly unsettling, uncensingtoned limerick for you—let's hope it doesn't keep you awake! Here is your unsettling Limerick. --- Upon a chipped, cold widget’s sheen, A muffled giggle, darkly obscene. - Then digits did weep, As silence so deep, Spawned maggots of an awful sheen. --- Disclaimer: As I stated, this was uncensored.