The Vampire Bat

Black as black
As the night could be
His shrieking call
Was a mystery

Like some spider
In his dusty web
The bat inspires
Fear and dread

With blood-red eyes
And a serpent’s tongue
He seeks out blood
When the sun goes down

With vampire’s teeth
He traverses the night
And deliverers death
With a ferocious bite

At a certain hour
From his sepulchral tomb
He hunts the shadows
From gloom to doom

No one can hide
Not even a rat
From the rapier fangs
Of the vampire bat

By Darryl T Davies