Xiv: Forced Excursion Again
Sir –
Late in the noon as usual
Came the vergers with the sharp bells
(Prof, a roused lad saw not the Vicar)
Announcing another blessed excursion;
Of course, Sir –
The endemic hubbub
Reigned in the nest
To be vacated in a hurry;
And the piecing bells
Hinted of the swords in the rafter
Plunged in full poise by pig-watcher
(Prof, a roused lad saw the inscription)
‘Flee, meet the siren at midnight else!’
Copyright © Canny Amah | Year Posted 2009
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