In Which a Young Woman of Dublin Meets Her Match
A Limerick
By Natalie WilkinsonPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
There was a young woman of Dublin,
Whose Guinness was frothin’ and bubblin’,
She fell out of her chair,
But was caught in midair,
By the man she would later call husband.
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Natalie Wilkinson
Writing. Woven and Printed Textile Design. Architectural Drafting. Learning Japanese. Gardening. Two poems are featured in a new print anthology-POETICS: Grain available at Bainbridge Island Press.
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