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Diego would glide and fly through the night
His sense of vision was perfect and bright.
He would wake the birds as they tried to sleep
Screeching and flapping with screams so deep.
Tired they were, these birds so weary.
Each day became longer and uncomfortably dreary.
A lesson had to be taught to this bat of the dark.
‘Let us sleep near the wire fence!’ squeaked the small, quiet lark.
Diego flew screeching, and speeding passed the fence
And through the rows of barbed wire so many and dense.
He weaved and dodged through the spiral blades
And turned into chunks of hues and shades.

Slow was his day, as Pudge went on his way
To lay on the beach and feel the sun's rays.
The fish below were jealous, he figured
Never to enjoy the warm sand, as it shimmered and flickered
He basked in the sun, but was too slow to run
from the kids who played with him too roughly for fun.

Carrie would dance and prance with great ease.
Her movements so graceful they would appease
All the tourists who came to see
This purebred mare of gallantry.
Proud was she of her disposition
That she failed to notice her hoof's position.
Snap! Was the sound that echoed around
As she slipped in a small deep hole in the ground
No more dancing and prancing for Carrie, you see
As they took her for a ride to the glue factory.