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Poem

A BAT’S MURDER

A true experience reliving a unique moment of a dog snapping at an injured jerky bat, in the end only to fall at the teeth of the murderer. Here comes…

Lying in bed tonight at eleven,

I thought about the event that had happened today at seven.

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This evening when I took my dog for a walk,

There was a man who started a little talk.

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But in the midst I heard an angry growl,

And next I saw an animal crouching, clearly on the prowl.

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There was on the road a shark’s black fin,

Except it was neither a shark nor its kin.

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The black thing that flopped around on the ground,

Was actually an injured bat; that a dog had found.

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It clenched it in its jaws,

And flung it away; for a dog – no homicide laws.

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The flightless bat squealed in strife,

As the dog bit its head and ended its life.

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Before my eyes, the dog ate the body of the poor dead,

The crunching sounds of its bones still chiming in my head.

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