A bat came a calling
Thud, thud at the window
Why he left I don’t know
He could have stayed
©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben
We found a dead bat in our chimney. It was completely dried out from the heat, poor little thing.
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Aw, that is sad.
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We found a dead bat in our chimney. It was completely dried out from the heat, poor little thing.
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Aw, that is sad.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Pingback: last night — Annette Rochelle Aben | davidbruceblog #2
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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