Best Shallot Poems

Tis August, organics abound,
tomatoes juicy and round,
potatoes new dug from the ground,
among the delights to be found.
But best is the lowly shallot.
Queen of the oniony rabble
over it M'Lady did babble,
this oft neglected vegtable,
which Tennyson never forgot....

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I  once came across a poem
It reminded me of my own mayhem
Not only  love was its anthem
But it had loneliness as its other gem
It was about a lady, who died in her maze
A maze made of magic and containing a curse
While reading about...

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To The Lady Of Shallot 
The gallent woman of love 
You're a beloved dove; 
Enticed by a glamorous knight 
Left the tower to get his sight; 
Immortal love faded away 
Among the wispen willows faraway; 
He saw the beauty of pale face 
While you were...

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