You seem to confuse them with rats,
Or birds or possibly cats.
Your thoughts on the matter,
Are mad as a hatter,
If unsure, why didn’t you ask?
Bats will get caught in your hair?
To the bat that’s really not fair,
And factually lacking in care.
Your fixed prejudice,
Is a load of old pish,
Though your truth-twisting’s done with real flair.
You firmly believe a bat ought,
For sucking of blood to be shot,
Or otherwise nastily caught.
The thing it just ‘et,
Was a midge and not you, you clot
Your hatred of bats I hear,
Is drip-fed by the press in your ear,
And based on irrational fear.
If only you’d see,
They’re actually twee,
The world would be better, that’s clear.