I fell off a dry stone wall

And did unpleasant things

To my Maltese patella

You were my nurse and carer

Who wheeled me around Dublin

As I was obsessed with Stephen Dedalus

You told me that your name was The C

And you were nursing during your gap year

As my health returned I asked you out

You said that you would accept my dinner invitation

As soon as I could cross the Ha’penny Bridge without pain

Je sais que ton vrai nom est Trieste