Tuesday, March 10, 2009

The Dark Side

What is it like to be a bat?
Curiosity drives this Stray Cat
So we headed east on China Hat
Looking for a cave with no doormat

To get my 10-20, you need a GPS
The precise coordinates, I will not confess
Go past the sign that is a mess
Wander 'til you find a cairn, more or less

I don't recommend caving as one
Don't want to do what's been done
Don't want to copy the climber Ralston
He had to cut through his own tendon

Not sure about this spelunking
Felt like I was going through some kind of punking
I did not like the idea of flunking
So I imagined myself like a donut dunking

I probably shouldn't which is why I did
Go down the tunnel without a lid

The darkness was so bright it was blinding
My nose and ears were more receptive, I was finding

Without a lamp on your head
You would soon be full of dread

You would not get very far
Without a bat's sonar

It looked like this cave was used as a bar
It was cold and I wanted in the warm car

A lot of garbage underground
Plastic bottles abound
A used condom was found
By the cigarette butt on the ground

Did you know bats hibernate?
Just the ones that don't migrate
If you disturb their bed
They might wake up dead

We didn't find any bats in the shape of balls
But now I know about dusty, dirty, and cramped cave walls

Don't want to be in a cave when nature calls
Nothing down here resembles bathroom stalls

I am still flabbergasted by all the litter
What about the little critter?

Was it a bat that was drinking the PBR
Where you cannot see a single star?

Thanks SB

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