Chat gpt wrote me a sonnet in the bard’s honour
Upon the humble plots where green dreams grow,
A wondrous change did bless the fertile ground,
The Great Saltening, a rare celestial show,
Transformed the soil, a vision to astound.
The vegetables and flowers, side by side,
With crystals white were kissed by Neptune’s hand,
Each leaf and petal sparkled far and wide,
As if the stars had fallen on the land.
The gardeners stood in awe of this strange sight,
Their careful tendings graced with salt's embrace,
And though it seemed the crops might face a blight,
They thrived in beauty, thriving in this place.
Thus Harlow's allotment gleamed with nature’s art,
A salty blessing touched each tender heart.