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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