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Fluffy ivory cat was so immensely jealous of the belfry bat.
Why does he get to fly? I am angry about this said the cat.
We all knew how upset it made this old cat, Miss Pat.
She is so jealous, it makes me laugh, said Morry, the rat.
Miss Pat heartily chased Morry around the yard.
You are the death of me, my own petard!
If she springs bat wings, she’ll catch him, one said.
And then poor Morry will be promptly dead.
Bat wings! That’s what I need said Miss Pat.
She concentrated on it so hard, it popped off her hat.
The belfry bat laughed at the cat’s fluffy wild hair.
Then he fell down kicking his teeny tiny feet in the air.
Some people have dogs and cats.
But the pet that I chose is a ban.
He's very beautiful and his name is Mel.
When people see him, they run like hell.
Owning Mel is something that I don't regret.
.But I have no social life because I have a bat for a pet.
Women come to my house and scream when they see Mel flapping around.
They want nothing else to do with me or Mel after they faint and fall down.
One damn woman nearly killed Mel when she sprayed him with Raid.
I love my bat but because of him, I have no chance of getting laid.
When a 900 pound woman fainted and fell down, she caused and earthquake.
Mel and I were both frightened when everything started to shake.
My own brother wouldn't visit me on a whiskey bet.
If you want a social life, don't get a bat for a pet.
Today was a good day to take
A swim with their friends at the lake.
It was sunny outside,
Not a cloud could be spied,
And morning was starting to break.
They packed up a thing or two
Before they met Split and Blue.
For Blue, some sun glasses;
For Split, some nice grasses.
‘Cuz that’s just what friends like to do.
Then they all headed up the hill
To splash, to float, and to chill.
But out in the lake,
They saw a dark shape,
The swim lost a bit of its thrill.
There it was! A leg? Or a fin?
Broke the surface, went under again.
Now what is that cretin?
We’d surely be eaten.
We’re certainly not going in!
So they launched the float in the creek.
With Bat’s claws, it soon sprung a leak!
To add to the scare,
The sound of the air
Made a terrible snake-hissing shriek.
Pretty soon, they were all in the drink.
“And what could be worse?” you might think.
A cat in the water
Is not like an otter;
Bat thrashed, and he started to sink!
Poor Gat was nowhere to be found;
She hung on a branch, upside-down.
Don’t laugh, to be fair,
Even heros get scared.
They cried, “Help! Stop clowning around!”
From her upside-down perch in the tree,
Gat was in a position to see
The strange water beast,
Getting ready to feast,
Was coming right towards all three!
Well, to all of their great surprise,
A turtle appeared, of great size.
“I’ve no plans to attack,
Quick, get on my back,
And I’ll get you to land; Hang on, guys!”
So they rode on the turtle to shore,
And they all thanked him down to their core.
A lesson learned well:
Some heros have shells.
But they don’t go for swims anymore!
There’s a fluttering in my attic;
something’s alive up there.
The cat is getting frantic
and I dread going up the stairs.
I hope that it’s a bird,
rather than a bat;
unless I have misheard,
oh, I’d better get a hat.
I recall my sister’s hair,
when a bat flew into it;
it truly was a horrid affair,
she threw an awful fit.
I hope it’s not a vulture,
no, the louvers aren’t that big.
I hope it’s just a sparrow,
if it is, I’ll dance a jig.
There’s a fluttering in my attic,
some creature has moved in.
I hope it’s an easy rescue;
a challenge I can win.
Fans in stands & beds with heads in their hands
Bazball disbands shredded into dreaded strands
Boycott this lot don't give a jot no one understands
Piss poor bores ignore turnstile roar in hostile lands
Tanned Aussie class brass band was hardly bland
Yelping Stokes blokes giving them a helping hand
Canned the cool fool Bazball brand must be banned
Ivory tower power zen that Baz Bob and Ben wield
Defective ploys annoys but from noise boys shield
What did planning spanning 4 years actually yield
Smote gloat all the chatting not like 86 and Gatting
Bleak Ben does ken Oz not a den for weak men
Joe standing sentry his century show a footnote
For it does seem this time right quote right team
As a hack with that knack way back once wrote
Can't Bat.......Can't bowl ....Can't field!
Within the confines of my nearest Zoo,
There’s a place that’s off limits – it’s not for you.
It’s where the animals go for therapy,
As animals have issues just like you and me.
It’s here where all the animals can go and chat,
To the zoo’s therapist, Beatrice Bat.
Beatrice will listen whilst upside down,
As animals express themselves with furrowed frown.
The first patient that’s in to see Beatrice today,
Is Harry the horse who has an allergy to hay.
Beatrice listens to Harry, and then she thinks,
“Take hay fever tablets Harry – take with your drinks”.
Next in its Eddie Elephant, addicted to booze; he’ll use his trunk,
To swig down gin and tonic until he is drunk.
“For a small subscription fee that this clinic will pay,
I’m sending you to Animal Alcoholics Anonymous – the AAA”.
Beatrice shouts “Next”, and in comes Gary giraffe,
“I’m scared of heights” – “Scared of heights? You’re having a laugh”.
Beatrice uses hypnosis to alleviate his frights,
Of living his life being so scared of heights.
Belle the baboon is next looking rather glum,
She’s getting bullied for having a hairy bum.
“In order to get the other baboons to behave,
Belle, all you must do is give your bum a shave”.
Last to see Beatrice today, is Suzy Sheep,
An insomniac who cannot go to sleep.
“Count your flock Suzy, count them one by one,
And in the land of nod, you’ll soon be gone”.
Beatrice is happy, for her days work is done,
She finds helping her patients rewarding and fun.
Alas, poor Beatrice has no-one to tell when she has her own need,
Being upside down, it’s not nice for Beatrice when she has a nosebleed.
A rather long tale, it is written:
The story of heroic kittens
The boy was called 'Bat'
The girl’s name was 'Gat'
By the end, you’re going to be smitten
In a medical flight to Ukraine
A supply box fell out of a plane
They were vaccines on ice
With some scary advice:
Keep this cold or you might go insane!
Well, on impact, it split open wide
And it spilled all the vaccines inside
They lay on the ground
No longer ice-bound
Till by rodents the contents were spied
Soon, the rats, in large numbers, had tried
The vaccines and a couple then died
But with toxic venom
That glowed deep within ‘em
The remainder were now zombified!
The kids were all outside to play
For it was a beautiful day.
But when they saw the prize
(All those rescue supplies),
Then suddenly, things turned to gray
The zombie rats started to swarm
They certainly looked to do harm
The kids were all trapped
No time to adapt
The forming of a perfect storm
And that’s when our heros stepped in
The odds were exceedingly thin
They clawed and they bit
With real gusto and grit
It was Bat and Gat for the win!
Now our kittens have grown rather fat
And they much prefer mouse over rat
The zombies are goners
The cats earned high honors
Hip-hooray, Bat and Gat, hero cats!
BAT SONG
(This Song was written in 2009 for a dramatised Rap Music & Dance Group in Rural South Africa. They wanted an amusing song with a message incorporating an unusual rural image. It unfortunately was not performed on stage, but the young teenage group had great fun practicing the drama-song.)
[TWO CHORUSES]
She tried to fly
was too blind
Up she went, fell, fell
flapping webbed wings
in a dirty night
[CHORUS 1
Dark dank night
Not knowing when
not knowing what
Blind bat, bland bat
blank bat]
On electric pylons rested
she was persecuted, prostituted
they stalked her, sallied her
stoned her
in a dirty night
[CHORUS 1
Dark dank night
Not knowing when
not knowing what
Blind bat, bland bat
blank bat]
Sirens screeched, screamed
What are you ?! Who are you ?!
you simpleton sleazy bat
we will slice your wings
in a dirty night
[CHORUS 1
Dark dank night
Not knowing when
not knowing what
Blind bat, bland bat
blank bat]
THEN came beckoning
Bella, Bella, Bella !
abating abating
up on electric bars
a fast bat out of bell
out of bell
not batting a lid
singing batwing
snippets
[CHORUS 2
Velvet night, vortex night
knowing when, knowing what
bold belly bat !
bold belly bat ! ]
No fear she fluttered and flew
I’m flaunting soaring strange
no slicing webbed wings ordained
me no belittling blind
crazy as a dime
[CHORUS 2
Velvet night, vortex night
knowing when, knowing what
bold belly bat !
bold belly bat ! ]
A scavenger slunk away
sirens slipped into sewers
cities in distress
raised up their brows at
beckoning bats doing
a bogey woogy
doing a bogey woogy
a batty bogey woogy
[CHORUS 2
Velvet night, vortex night
knowing when, knowing what
bold belly bat !
bold belly bat ! ]
©GhairoDanielsPoetry
&Song2009
Bat and Gat, on the porch, in the rain,
Lay in rest and surveyed their domain.
With it coming down hard,
Not much up in the yard
To keep hero cats entertained.
Then back at the edge of the woods,
Near the place where the old maple stood,
A mean-looking dog
Emerged from the fog
With his sidekick and up to no good.
Bat and Gat didn’t take it in stride;
Double-checking, kept eyes open wide.
The chickens were couped;
The goats were all grouped
With their guard dog right there by their side.
The two dogs were sniffing around,
But so far, no mischief was found.
Their sniffs were half-hearted
No real trouble started:
The rabbit fence there to confound.
All at once, it wasn’t so great
For the kids had forgotten the gate!
The dogs were right there;
They gave Blue a scare.
As they tried to tear open her crate.
Guard dog Juno’s as big as a horse.
They’re cats; they avoid her, of course.
But with trouble begun,
They needed big guns
And she was a true fighting force!
A rescue plan was quickly hatched;
Gat slid open the goat pen gate latch.
Then, bounding, comes (you know!)
The giant dog Juno,
And now we had a fair match.
Guard dog Juno then did what she should:
She scared those mutts off pretty good.
With no help to avail,
Let out yelps and tucked tail,
And they bolted it back to woods.
Poor Blueberry was a bit shaken,
But Bat and Gat had not forsaken
Their hero cat roles.
Now Bat, watchfully strolls
While Gat's rainy day nap is taken!
Holy Teardrops Bat Man
Slipping through an alley
I never even had a plan.
The first time that I saw him.
The one they call Bat Man.
Standing in the shadows
he stirred up all my fears.
With that creepy stare of his
and those two pointed ears.
I asked does he leap tall buildings?
I said I am a fan.
He told me that I'm confused
that he's not Super Man.
I told him I was sorry
as I stumbled for my lighter.
Nervously I smiled at him
do you climb walls like a spider?
He said no and looked away
Bat Man is my name!
Oh I said without a care
he looked away in shame.
How is it then that you fight crime
you can't climb and there's no flying?
He drove off in his Bat Mobile
and I saw Bat Man crying.
May 16th 20015