If your world is full of shrieks and squeaks 
And your favourite snack is moth,
And you flutter through the darkened park 
And love to snack on moths,
If you’re called an airborne acrobat
That hunts and munches moths,
If you are the perfect patron beast
Of emos geeks and goths,
And did I mention that you like
The awesome taste of moths?
And you’re faster and more nimble than,
Any dog or cat or moth,
Then I think that I can say you are the,
Supersonic flying fury,
Flitter-mouse who feeds upon,
Flies, mosquitoes, flying bugs and,
Moths.