Trying something new find these quite hard, need to get the rhyming rhythms right

There was a lady from Norfolk
Who at full moon did a forfeit
She changed into a hamster
She had meant to be a gangster
And now she runs circles in a faucet

A nice lady tried playing wordfeud
When her partner got decidedly rude
He flashed his cock
She fell out the dock
And can you be so crude

There was a wannabe author
Whose grammar was something of a horror
She peddled her words
Became a hamster ate verbs
And threw poems out just to torture

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