The Mighty Viking

Conquering those things we must, one story at a time

Requiem for a Bat:

Crazy night-time flying bat

Looked to me ’twas getting fat

Tried to dodge, but went kersplat

Flew akimbo off my hat

Dare I wonder where you’re at?

Hit the road, and there you sat

By the morn you’ll be run flat

Poor flat bat, to hit my hat, and die like that.

Twists my heart all pitter-pat.


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One Response to “Requiem for a Bat:”

  1. neil dewey says:

    I wonder on this poem in my flat…
    amazed that you wrote that….
    and that it fell …..
    ker splat.

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