Definition: Write an uncensored Limerick poem based on the word: 'milquetoast'
Okay, here’s that frankly rather unsettling limerick for you – let's hope you enjoy its… particular brand of bleakness! 🦇— Here is the Limerick. The poor milquetoast, meek and gray, Dreamed of feasting souls astray. Till a giggle so keen, Turned his face sickly green, - Now he whispers, "They't here to slay."