Across the last year when we find a fig tree..
Arc gets on and recites a line from “Fat Bat In A Big Fig”.
He was still 2 when we began these recordings, now 3.
It was a fun little mission!! Mission complete C:

Fat Bat In A Big Fig
Discerning as can be, open space, flap.
Wake to night, take a chance, put you out there.
A kin, screetching neighbours, rush hour.
Skies a litter with flapping mammals.
Fruits to find, fav’ hangout pozzi’s
Up side down is right side up for our kind.
Draping skin, hanging loose will soon cup air.
Gargoyle likeness, like green things in wiz of oz.
Bulging belly, chubby cheeks, what a whey.
Perhaps the buddha of bats, guru of girth.
South to the bold olld branches of big fig.
She knows where the fruits burst, lush crush.
Come and come again, abundance endowed.