Thanks to Reader’s Digest, I was able to read a hundred or so poems by Mr Tennyson this afternoon, and I’ve learned to love the ethereal beauty of Victorian poetry. Thank goodness I have the annotated version, or it would have been over my head. This one is my favorites:
The Idylls of the King
Alfred Lord Tennyson
There once was a gal from Shallot*
Who sure loved her Lance-allot.**
She hopped in a boat
And when it started to float***
She says “O! By the curse I’ve been caught!”****
* Shallot: Town in France that grows onions.
** Refers to Lancelot, a knight who looked like Richard Gere. Unfortunately for the Lady of Shallot, he was already in love with Sean Connery’s wife.
*** Boats float. See above diagram.
**** She was, like, cursed or something.