By Mommy
Bats, bats, bats.
They like to eat cats, cats, cats.
Rats, rats, rats.
They’re afraid of bats, bats, bats.
Cats, cats, cats.
They like to eat rats, rats, rats.
Drats, drats, drats.
We’re all out of snacks, snacks, snacks.
Where are the bats, cats, rats?
Don’t want to eat gnats, gnats, gnats.
hey tht poem is awesome!!! i think i already memorised it! i cant wait till the reunion so i can see u again
love,
brittany