Poems to “St. Paul,” the Mouse in the Hall
December 2, 2018
A mouse in the hallway inspired two poems from two priory staff writers–Ms. Becky Bain and Mr. Cassidy McGowan. Enjoy!!
‘Twas the month before Christmas when all through the halls,
Screams could be heard…no, it wasn’t a brawl
Ms. Fredrick was sprinting, Mrs. Van on her heels
“Look out, it’s a mouse!!” the students all pealed.
The confused little rodent went darting about
“Be careful, don’t kill it!” Ms. Bain said with a shout
Mr. McGowan and crowd, they followed the thing
As it cruised east, then banked left, down the Priory wing.
Then what to our wondering eyes did we see?
Flaggy with a broom as big as a tree
He wielded that staff like a pro without fear
And smashed to bits the poor little dear!
“It’s owl food now,” McGowan shrugged with a sigh
Bain shook her head and started to cry
Chins to the air, they went back to work
Before Mr. Browne could go berserk.
– – Becky Bain
‘Twas the month before Christmas
When all through the halls,
The source of the commotion
Sure it was small,
A girl was scared and started to bawl,
But then came Flaggy, the man on call
With a broom and a cape that looked like a shawl,
He swept up that mouse right into a trawl
And walked the little guy right down the hall,
The thing was no bigger than a little meatball
Before he went out we named him “Saint Paul.”
– – Cassidy McGowan