Bat Poems and Songs

Bats Are Sleeping
Tune: Frere Jacques

Bats are sleeping
Bats are sleeping
Upside down.
Upside down.
Sleeping in the morning sun.
Waiting for the night to come.
Then they'll fly all around.
Then they'll fly all around.

Bats
by Linda Holliman

A bat's a most
Peculiar thing.
A bat can fly.
A bat has wings.
It doesn't have feathers
or build a nest.
It hangs upside down
in a cave to rest.
Some bats use echoes
To find their way.
Some use their noses
To go out and play.
From all the facts
it becomes very clear.
That a bat is a mammal,
Not a bird it appears.

Five Black Bats
by Shel Silverstein

Five black bats ready to soar
One stayed behind, now ther are four.
Four black bats hanging from a tree;
One fell down, now there are three.
Three black bats wondering what to do,
One flew away and now there are two.
Two black bats sitting in the sun
One fell asleep leaving only one.
One lonesome bat, with no place to go,
Went hiding in a cave, Now there are zero.


A BATTY POEM

Bats are mammals
like you and me
Some live in caves
and some live in trees.

Bats are nocturnal
they are active at night.
No bats are blind,
some have good sight.

They use echolocation
to find insects they eat.
They can fly at 60 miles per hour
and at 10,000 feet!

When the weather turns cold
and there's no food to eat
Some bats migrate or hibernate in a
deep sleep.

Some bats are pollinators
and some eat fruit.
Just look at their noses or ears,
they are adapted to suit.

So, don't be afraid
next time you see a bat.
They are part of nature
and belong just where they're at.

—Arizona Game and Fish Department, WILD Kids, Number 15