Bats at the Beach (A Bat Book)

Bats at the Beach (A Bat Book)

Brian Lies

Language: English

Pages: 32

ISBN: 0544668405

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Quick, call out! Tell all you can reach: the night is just perfect for bats at the beach!

So pack your buckets, banjos, and blankets—don’t forget the moon-tan lotion—and wing with this bunch of fuzzy bats to where foamy sea and soft sand meet.

Brian Lies’s enchanting art and cheery beachside verse will inspire bedtime imaginations again and again. Come visit a bedazzling world of moonlight, firelight, and . . . bats!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bats at the Beach Brian Lies * * * Bats at the Beach WRITTEN AND ILLUSTRATED BY BRIAN LIES HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANY BOSTON 2006 * * * Maddy, this one is all yours. Copyright © 2006 by Brian Lies All rights reserved. For information about permission to reproduce selections from this book, write to Permissions, Houghton Mifflin Company, 215 Park Avenue South, New York, New York 10003. www.houghtonmifflinbooks.com The text of this book is set in 18-point Legacy. The

illustrations are acrylic paint on Strathmore paper. Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Lies, Brian. Bats at the beach / written and illustrated by Brian Lies. p. cm. Summary: On a night when the moon can grow no fatter, bats pack their moon-tan lotion and baskets of treats and fly off for some fun on the beach. ISBN 0-618-55744-X (hardcover) [1. Beaches—Fiction. 2. Bats—Fiction. 3. Picnicking—Fiction. 4. Stories in rhyme.] I. Title. PZ8.3.L597Bat 2006 [E]—dc22 2005010757

ISBN-13: 978-0618-55744-8 Manufactured in China SCP 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 Sun slips down and all is still, and soon we can't tell sky from hill. Now from barn and cave and rafter, bats pour out with shrieks of laughter. The rising moon can grow no fatter as sky lights up with gleeful chatter: Quick, call out! Tell all you can reach— the moon is just perfect for bats at the beach! Soon we've got our buckets, trowels, banjoes, blankets, books, and towels, strapped on backs and under

wings. —Have we forgotten anything? Launching out into the breeze, we sail above the darkened trees, flying fast, to wet our feet where land and foamy ocean meet. At last we hear the deep bass thump, as waves on seashore crash and bump. Now the shoreline spreads below; we pull wings in, and down we go. How delicious—oh, how sweet, To feel warm sand beneath our feet. Quick, set up—spread blankets on sand! We want to get going when fun is at hand. We hurry down to test the

ocean. Don't forget the moon-tan lotion! What's the first thing we should do? So many games before night's through. Like playing with the stuff we find, which others must have left behind. Burying friends from chin to knee, we're scratchy where no sand should be. Making friends from other places with different foods and different faces Or sailing to terrific heights, taking turns at being kites. Little bats dig their sand caves deep, as old bats lie in the moon, asleep.

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