.3. Snack Time Poem by David Threadgold

.3. Snack Time



Into the night sky
Fly thousands of bats
Their dark furry bodies
Like small flying rats

They feed on the wing
When they get hunger pangs
Munching on insects
With white shiny fangs

Then back to the belfry
All hang from the rafters
To snack on spare insects
They’d saved up for afters


© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes

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