**this is in my Dads poems, I am taking it back***
Who flutters, who flaps...

Asleep by the lake
slithery, slippery snake...

The moon is staring down mysteriously
at the dark, dank streets below...

Everywhere the rain is falling,
through the air...

Remember the soldiers who have died
Remember the ones we love...

When winter winds blow
hedges to and fro...