Crack Of The Bat Poem by Tubby Horse

The tip of the hat
Running bases like rats
In a crazy maze trap

And they dive and they jive
To the rhythm of life
Because man or a rat
We all have to strive

So the animals gather
By 2s and by 3s
Some flock on the ground
Others rest up in trees

And they work it all out
Without screaming nor shouts
To expose their distaste
And flat out raw doubt
Of others like people
Who cant be polite

Not day nor the night
Cause they fight caused by fright
Of power and might