We Want Andy Back! Poem by Cúcídh Mac Cuagh

Andy’s gone, gone forever
Never to come back;
Never to answer the beck and call:
“We want Andy back! ”

Three months were we,
Lonely and forgotten,
Without a noble saoi;
But return did he
To cries of joy,
And sighs of relief.
Six months or so,
Happy months,
Went by with him and us.
Four lads looking on in awe,
At a magnificent genius.
But:
Andy’s gone, gone forever
Never to come back;
Never to answer the beck and call:
“We want Andy back! ”

Cry, wail and lament
We did, for the loss
of someone great,
That room shall
Ne’er ‘gain hear his shout,
Disciplinarian of the rout.
His knowledge now gone,
To where we know not,
But far gone now indeed,
His excellence is no longer
With us,
His spirit is now freed:
Andy’s gone, gone forever
Never to come back;
Never to answer the beck and call:
“We want Andy back! ”

A lonely quartet
Now look on
To where he used to be;
And can demand,
But will no answer get-
Silence perpetually.
A wise man,
Noble, and a
Consummate teacher was he;
All-knowing and a great man,
But unfortunately:
Andy’s gone, gone forever
Never to come back;
Never to answer the beck and call:
“We want Andy back! ”