Now, Brat, the bat flies high overhead, catching his food, while we are in bed. And, from the distance, a bird, he looks like..... But, look a little closer, he won't look just right ! When "Brat" the bat, is perched on a tree, he looks like an animal, for anyone to see, He's fuzzy and soft, and has lots of hair, that's why he's so swift, when he flies through the air ! So, at times, he's a bird, at other times a rat. Well, that is this hippocrite, called "Brat" the bat. But, there are people, Just like "Brat" the bat, and you never know, Just where they are at ! Cletus Hardiman
Reason for writing:
Self-explanatory....I think!
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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