The Wing-ed Creature

His dwelling's not much, but it's his. Nice enough. Clean enough. Woke up in the middle of the night and had to go after some big old flying bug. Didn't get him, though. Reckon he's still in there. Not paying rent. Just flying around. That's what he does. The bug, that is.

And I reckon he always will

It's just what he does.

Like he always does

Ole Chili Pocket.