The Loving Battle Poem by Dónall Dempsey

The Loving Battle



He said: 'Loving her was like...
putting together an Ikea flatpack
with a few screws missing! '

She said: 'Ha...loving him was like...
putting together an Ikea flatpack
in the dark...without knowing what it was! '

We called them' 'The Ikea Couple'
knowing it could never last.
'It will end in tears! ' we said.

Man & wife now
these...what
last 30 years?

'How come...you've come this far! '
we enquired incredulously
'We love to row! ' they say simultaneously

'We call it THE LOVING BATTLE! '
He calls her: 'Hammer! '
She calls him: 'Tongs! '

'When it looks all wrong
we know it's alright!
We both enjoy a good fight! '

'And....
...the making up?
That's the best bit! '

Monday, February 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and friendship
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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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