watch out baby bat
Baby bat was somehow on the loose
the day he got into the liquored pumpkin juice
his head was swimming, his eyes were crossed
He was snizzled and snozzled, kind of lost
I will never drink this orange stuff again
he told his best friend, a black cat named Finn
Finn plied him with coffee which sobered him up.
He was irritable after his fifteenth cup.
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