Mrs. S says 'hi' and 'bye'
And 'bee' and 'hive' and 'I' and 'have'
And 'They behave because of my
Endless tales of days with Gav'.

Gav is Gavin, Mr. S.
He whistles as he walks to work.
He's blessed with health, not cursed by stress.
He'd like to change his name to Dirk,

And get to jump from moving cars,
Or fight some evil nemesis,
And hang out with the movie stars.
With some he'd share a long screen kiss.

It's just a minor dream of his.
He loves his wife and all her bees,
Even those who make him diz.
She's their ruler and their knees.

With fondness she relates the tales
Of summer days outdoors with Gavin,
Of hiking in the hills and dales,
Of getting lost in Meath or Cavan.

And walking through the countryside
As the moon comes out above,
And finding some dark place to hide,
To hear the happy sounds of love.

They hid each time they heard the sound
Of skipping footsteps on the road,
Leprechauns who're westward-bound,
Tipping top hats, whistling code

To all the birds in nearby trees.
They say they're off to meet their date,
Hence the hat, new socks to knees,
Sure to charm a future mate.

One time Gav and Mrs. S
Met a leprechaun by chance.
The meeting brought him fear and stress,
Which showed itself in his short dance.

He nearly dropped the flowers he found
In a garden he had passed.
When both his feet had touched the ground
He said he's just one of the cast

Of a film that's being shot
In the countryside nearby.
He said he didn't have a pot
Of gold or even home-made rye.

Gav asked if they need someone
To jump from cars or throw grenades,
Maybe dressed up as a nun,
Concealing guns and deadly blades.

But Mrs. S saw through the ruse.
She said they had no interest in
The pot of gold or home-made booze.
She used her re-assuring grin.

The leprechaun admitted that
He's just a leprechaun about
To meet his date, hence the hat
And blue cravat and silver trout.

The flowers were for a pig she liked.
It's like a fat cat without fur.
Over many hills he'd hiked
To steal this frozen fish for her.

Mrs. S gave this suggestion:
"Give the flowers to her instead.
Even pigs get indigestion.
With the fish he'll be well fed."

This advice worked perfectly.
He didn't need his begging 'please'.
To say thanks to his teacher he
Gave her powers to talk to bees.

She believes that her bee hives
Are full of bees who love to hear
The tales of hers and Gavin's lives.
For bees it's like Macbeth or Lear.

Some would say the sudden silence
Is because they fall asleep,
A brief respite from flight and violence,
From making people scream and weep,

Things that Gav would like to do
In a film where he's a spy,
With no cliches; it's fresh and new.
The title would begin with 'Die'.