Funny Bat Poems
The Bat by Theodore Roethke
By day the bat is cousin to the mouse.
He likes the attic of an aging house.
His fingers make a hat about his head.
His pulse beat is so slow we think him dead.
He loops in crazy figures half the night
Among the trees that face the corner light.
But when he brushes up against a screen,
We are afraid of what our eyes have seen:
For something is amiss or out of place
When mice with wings can wear a human face.
The Bat by Douglas Florian
The bat is batty as can be.
It sleeps all day in cave or tree,
And when the sun sets in the sky,
It rises from its rest to fly.
All night this mobile mammal mugs
A myriad of flying bugs.
And after its night out on the town,
The batty bat sleeps upside down.
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Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Funny Bat Poems
Sunday, April 27, 2008
I cannot come and dine tonight
You see, I don't have very good sight
Along with that I cannot choose
Which shoes and clothes that I should use
That's not all, I have a cold
And all my bones feel cranky and old
So you see it's not the day
Why don't we dine on Saturday?
Black, empty eyes do not confess
Its hiss is ironing my foot
I can’t move, I stuck, like a root
This snake that I’m describing now
Is slithering to me, and makes me frown
This time I know it, my death is near
And down my spine go goose bumps of fear
But when I look a bit closer at it
I note, it’s actually a snake of plastic
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
I live in an Icy place
Look like a butler from Elisabeth her grace
I swim and slide I march and glide
When I walk I leave a duck feet trace
What am I?
Swimming, slipping, sliding,
What am I describing?
A little bird
Of whom you’ve heard
Who also loves fish and diving
Thursday, February 21, 2008
You’d eat candy and chocolate everyday
And have Easter hunts, and be very clever
About where to hide your Easter prey
You’d be getting presents and toys
Eat millions of caramel ‘n’ cakes
You’d be filled with happiness and joy
When your parents start to bake
So Easter would rule forever
Pouring with billions of treats
Eat them like a beaver
And take care where you put your seat!
But after a while it gets boring and dull
The hiding, the finding, the partying and eating
So you’d get bored and so dreadfully full
That you’d look like a fat sheep bleating
So avoid the unpleasant
Still be happy today
That in all 12 months present
There is only ONE Easter day
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