A bat simply knows when a cat's on the mat
No doubt can enter while being perceived
The bat need not know the fact that they do
For that takes thinking about what's already believed

Bats directly sense both the cat and the mat
They need not tell us that's true
We can figure that out and all by ourselves
Reports from the subject here must be eschewed

'Cause there's no such a thing as a bat that can talk
As a means to confirm what we say
About what's going on in the mind of a bat
Yet we certainly know anyway

That things such as words don't belong in the mouth
Of a bat or a cat or a shrew
There's no possible way to know what it's like
To be any of the three so I bid adieu

To misguided approaches about what they think
The animals that have no wordplay
Before you can say to another you know
You must first have something to say