The Singing Bat

H Herbert Nehrlich Herbert Nehrlich
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A bird was caught inside a trap which closed its claws with a loud snap. The snap was heard by Fritz the cat who had been stalking a young bat. The bat was hanging from a tree had wrapped around a twig his knee. 'AHA', the cat now saw the bird it was a finch, and it occurred to Fritz the cat that here was food enough to lift a feline's mood. He'd eat the bird right in the trap and afterward take a short nap. The finch had lifted up his wing and, full of love, began to sing. He figured if this day meant death he'd entertain with his last breath. The cat was just about to eat when that sweet voice, now in defeat, sang, in e-flat the Lorelei and Fritz the cat began to cry. And if you know a thing or two perhaps from visits to the Zoo: A cat can either eat or cry, not both. And trapped birds cannot fly. The bat, who had observed the drama in upside-down-like panorama, approached because this tearful issue required help and Kleenex tissue. The closest thing to tissue though is bat-wing skin and if you blow across the tears toward the wing a bat will likely start to sing. And, right away, that's what transpired, the bat sang loudly. And inspired the cat to see him as a meal, complete with musical appeal. The bat soon sang of Mother Goose, predictably, tied his own noose. Was eaten by the hungry cat, it's Nature's way when cat eats bat. When Fritzie got up from his nap he let the finch out of the trap. The finch who saw a hungry eye began to sing the Lorelei.

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