I had a giant bat,
That lived underneath my sink,
It's body was pitch black,
But, it's tongue was a bright pink,
It liked to lick my forehead,
And bite me on the nose,
And, when I laid down to sleep at night,
It would nibble on my toes,
I got use to my big bat,
It was like he was a pet,
He was not a flying rat,
But, a friend that I had met,
So, I was not very happy,
When my pet bat flew away,
I then came down with rabies and,
Wished I could make that big bat pay.
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