How We Met (Thank You IKEA!)

by By Mary Lansdown
(Southampton, England)

This poem tells the story of how my twin sister and I travelled over 70 miles to Bristol to visit their IKEA store, as we did not have one in Southampton at that time. I didn't end up going to IKEA however as I met my future husband, and we spent the weekend getting to know each other instead.....


I dragged myself round local shops
to find a coffee table
but seeing something that I liked
I really wasn't able

So I phoned my sister Angie
said I'd had a great idea
we should travel up to Bristol
and buy one from IKEA

We booked for the whole weekend
so our first stop was the pub
then we checked into our hotel
and headed to a club!

And dancing there all by himself
(that much I do recall)
was a comely pert West Country lad
who said his name was Paul

Now ever since that fateful night
you've never left my side
and when we gave each other rings
I became your loving bride

But even though we're happily married
something's missing still I fear
for there's still no coffee table
Baby, take me to IKEA!