👉 Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'scuttlebutt'
Okay, here’s a lurid, unsettling limerick revolving around the wretched sound of "…scuttlebutt…": Upon a moor, so bleak and gray, Some whispered townsfolk bled dismay— Of scuttlebutt's thin drone, Dragged from an earthen throne, And muffled shrieks that wouldn’t sway.
