there was a little bat a biker bat was he
on his motorcycle riding wild and free
all around the country the little bat would go
travelling round for miles he just it loved it so.

with his leather jacket and his biker boots
planning out his journey picking all the routes
one day on his travels along a country road
he heard someone crying it was a little toad.

he had lost  his way and far away from home
he had lost direction when he began to roam
dont worry said the bat i know what to do
i will ride around and find your pond for you.

toad climbed on the bike and sat on the back
off they went together along the country track
searching for the pond. they rode for a while.
bat found toad his home and he began to smile.

toad he was so happy in his pond once more
safe and sound again like he was before
the little bat rode off he had saved the day
waved goodbye to toad as he  rode away