Kristen Lawrence
flappy bat
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Flappy bat, flapping at Halloween bonfires great,
Have you caught any moth fluttering to its fate?
Witches stakes grave mistakes summon your swooping grace.
Might your shape be escape, masked by a devils face?
Pointy wings, echoings, guide your nocturnal flight
Past the hills, sweeping chills with your form by moonlight.