Canny Amah Poet I do not know?

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!’

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Carolyn Devonshire October 16, 2009 at 2:24 PM Those "piercing bells" will send your students scattering quickly, Professor Canny! As a teacher, it seemed as though the need to vacate the classroom outweighed their interest in education. But, hey, they're kids so we forgive them. Arousing write! Love, Carolyn