There was an odd Lady of Shalott,
Stressed her words as though casting a ballot.
Grew lovely shallots
In very nice pots,
And slept on a splintery pallet.
In response to a post over at separated by a common language.
Long, hard couple of days. Cats camped on me, which helps.
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Well, the weekend is almost here, you can take some time to put your feet up.
Now you've given me an ear worm ... Loreena McKennitt's Lady of Shalott.
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