In the darkness of the night, where the moonlight gleams,
There's a creature with wings, in the moonbeams.
With upside-down snoozing and a silent flight,
They're the rulers of the night, in the starry light.
Twilight wings, soaring high,
In the midnight sky, they'll fly.
With a flutter and a swoop, they'll take flight,
In the world of shadows, they're the night's delight.
They'll hang from branches, like living hooks,
With echolocation, they're masters of the nooks.
Their radar senses, sharp and keen,
Guiding them through the night unseen.
Twilight wings, soaring high,
In the midnight sky, they'll fly.
With a flutter and a swoop, they'll take flight,
In the world of shadows, they're the night's delight.