When little ones climb and explore,
…The toddler gets into all that,
And this, and everything, and more.
…He seems to be an acrobrat.
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The Bat by James Whitcomb Riley
Posted in O-R, Poems of Other Poets, tagged bard on the hill, bird beast, brat, devil, dread uncanny thing, firefly, fuzzy breast, glowworm, James Whitcomb Riley, ladybug, leathern wing, poems, poetry, scud the air, The Bat, witch's hand, wordpress blog on December 4, 2016| Leave a Comment »
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Thou dread, uncanny thing,
With fuzzy breast and leathern wing,
…In mad, zigzagging flight,
Notching the dusk, and buffeting
…The black cheeks of the night,
……With grim delight!
What witch’s hand unhasps
…Thy keen claw-cornered wings
…From under the barn roof, and flings
Thee forth, with chattering gasps,
……To scud the air,
And nip the ladybug, and tear
Her children’s hearts out unaware?
The glowworm’s glimmer, and the bright,
Sad pulsings of the firefly’s light,
…Are banquet lights to thee.
O less than bird, and worse than beast,
Thou Devil’s self, or brat, at least,
…Grate not they teeth at me!
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