Night Light Heads Out of Sight
It was not right to inflict or incite
The light of the blue bats on this pretty night.
Quite a stretch to ignore the creature’s dire plight,
Would they fight us for their guano? Some just might!
Wound into a tight blue ball, they were imposingly tight,
They illuminated the bell tower at a ridiculously precarious height.
With a helpful nod, I used my flashlight to shine on them bright.
They moved as a unit toward the atmosphere’s light, then out of sight.
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