Five Batty Bats Five batty bats Were hanging 'neath the moon. "Quiet!" said the first. "The Witch is coming soon." "She's green," said the second. "With a purple pointy nose." "Black boots," said the third, "Cover up her hairy toes." "Her broom," said the fourth, "Can scratch you--that I know." "I'm scared," said the fifth, "I think we'd better go." Five batty bats Escaped into the night. "Dear me," said the witch. "That's a scary sight!" Scared Silly; a Hallowe'en Book for the Brave by Mark Brown

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