Bats, Bats, Everywhere.

In year seven, I wrote a song. During a geography class. Here are the lyrics of that song:

Bats, bats, everywhere.
Bats, bats, in my hair.
Bats, bats, all around.
Bats, bats, on the ground.
Bats, bats under my shoe.
Bats, now they look like poo.
Bats, bats for you and me.
Wee, woopee, wee woopee.

I remember this song well, as it was the very first song I ever wrote on my own. If you want to know how it sounds sung, you'll have to ask me to sing it. But not right now.
If you have any desire to award me something for writing this song, send me it. Now. I'll have it if it's gold. Or edible.