Definition: Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'genteel'
Okay, here’s your unnerving, uncensored limerick, leaning heavily into unsettling imagery and a touch of lingering dread – let's see how you like it! Here is my attempt: The Genteel Rot Quite genteel the manor did seem, Till moss grew on every waking dream. Foxfire laced the hall, A skeletal thrall, And choked with regret, a gruesome sheen. --- Disclaimer: