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Bats (Free verse) by Dovina
Executive orders fly from the White House like bats from a cave shear numbers confuse right-wing birds of prey the bats keep coming gobbling all they can in just a week from a four-year growth of insects hunger drives them from sequester the cause of nourishment ambushing prey with bites of sound birds come out to feed on bats and might succeed with fewer can’t decide which bat to chase driven by orders search and destroy satisfy a pent-up hunger

Up the ladder: Stuck in Re-Verse
Down the ladder: Blobby Food**

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
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Overall Rank: 8098
Posted: January 28, 2021 2:55 PM PST; Last modified: January 28, 2021 2:55 PM PST
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[2] SupremeDreamer @ 127.0.0.1 | 25-Apr-21/3:20 AM | Reply
Birds eating bats... interesting notion. Your political slant is rather noticeable.
[2] SupremeDreamer @ 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 | 25-Apr-21/3:20 AM | Reply
Birds eating bats... interesting notion. Your political slant is rather noticeable.
[n/a] impert&ent @ 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 | 21-Jul-21/9:56 AM | Reply
Shear numbers; they're in for a haircut, a scalping.
Shearing flight, slicing the air.
Shearing numbers: as immortalised by Kerouac.

And as always he leaned his blind head on his pale hand, all ears opened like the ears of an elephant, listening to the American sounds and mastering them for his own English summer's-night use. Then they urged him to get up and play. He did. He played innumerable choruses with amazing chords that mounted higher and higher till the sweat splashed all over the piano and everybody listened in awe and fright. They led him off the stand after an hour. He went back to his dark corner, old God Shearing, and the boys said, 'There ain't nothin left after that.

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