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Bats

by Bella

Bat, bat

where are you

you blend in with the dark.

We are afraid

I bet you are too

do you fly up high?

Where do you live?

Do you live in the dark?

Do you fly at night?

Bat, bat

now I can

understand you.

You fly high

you live in the dark

you fly at nighttime.

I do understand

you now.