which she shared with a round and fluffy gray cat.
The cat was not much for running or leaping.
She preferred to be curled in a chair, sleeping.
But then one day, she found something pleasing:
a BAT! On her porch! And she caught him so easily!
She was sure her owner would be amazed.
She brought the bat in, hoping for praise.
But things didn't go so well after that.
The girl screamed quite loud, and away flew the bat!
The girl could've sworn she'd read something somewhere
about bats swooping down and getting stuck in your hair.
So with the bat flying all around in her flat,
the girl had no choice but to put on a hat.
Then suddenly, the bat disappeared.
He had to be in the flat--but not here…
After searching high and low,
she found him in a pile of clothes.
But now that she'd found him, this spot wouldn't do.
The bat flew away, to find somewhere new.
Just when the girl was near losing her mind,
she found him again on her bathroom blinds.
When she saw him up close, he was really quite cute.
She wanted him gone, but what could she do?
Just when the girl was feeling quite vexed, she thought,
"I know just what to do! Send a text to my ex!"
Her ex arrived to save the day,
and with some kitchen utensils, took the bat away.
And just like that,
the girl took off her hat,
because she and her cat
had no bat in their flat.
*~ the end ~*
No bats were harmed in the making of this post. Based on true events that happened to my best friend. Thank you Emily for sharing this harrowing experience with me and letting me turn it into a poem/cartoon.