Just a really lame poem I wrote about bats for my Language Arts class like four years ago.

The Creeper of the Night

Asleep at day
Awake at night
Come out to play
Come take flight

You squeal at me
With a voice so loud
Hang from that tree
You look so proud

Wings flapping rapidly
As you cross the sky
You’ll fly the great blue sea
Perhaps passing me by

Ruler of the darkest hour
On my roof you once sat
The nasty bugs you shall devour
You are my friend Mr. Bat

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