By Libby Stott
When ever the wood and sea are dark,
Whenever the stars are high,
All night long in the deep, dark park
A bat goes swooping by.
Late at night when the lights are out
Why does he sweep about?
Whenever the sky is black and sad
And people are no longer awake,
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By on the shadows, dark and bad,
By on the swoop goes it;
By at the swoop it goes.
And then by it comes back at the swoop again.
When ever the wood and sea are dark,
Whenever the stars are high,
All night long in the deep, dark park
A bat goes swooping by.
Late at night when the lights are out
Why does he sweep about?
Whenever the sky is black and sad
And people are no longer awake,
By on the shadows, dark and bad,
By on the swoop goes it;
By at the swoop it goes.
And then by it comes back at the swoop again.
