The witch tapped the broomstick and
whoosh! they were gone.
Over the moors and the
mountains they flew.
The frog jumped for joy and...
THE BROOM
SNAPPED IN TWO!
Down fell the cat and the dog
and the frog.
Down they went tumbling
into a bog.
The witch's half-broomstick
flew into a cloud,
And the witch heard a roar
that was scary and loud...
"I am a dragon, as mean as can be,
And witch with french fries
tastes delicious to me!"
"No!" cried the witch,
flying higher and higher.
The dragon flew after her,
breathing out fire.
"Help!" cried the witch,
flying down to the ground.
She looked all around
but no help could be found.
The dragon drew near
with a glint in his eyes,
And said," Just this once
I'll have witch without fries."
But just as he planned
to begin on his feast,
From out of a ditch
rose a horrible beast.
It was tall, dark, and stickly,
and feathered and furred.
It had four frightful heads,
It had wings like a bird.
And its terrible voice,
When it started to speak,
Was a yowl and growl
and a croak and a shriek.
It dripped and it squelched
as it strode from the ditch,
And it sain to the dragon,
"Buzz off!--
THAT'S MY WITCH!"
The dragon drew back
and he started to shake.
"I'm sorry!" he spluttered.
"I made a mistake.
It's nice to have met you,
but now I must fly."
And he spread out his wings
and was off through the sky.
Then down flew the bird
and down jumped the frog.
Down climbed the cat,
and,"hew!" said the dog.
And, "Thank you, oh, thank you!"
the grateful witch cried.
"Without you I'd be
in that dragon's inside."
Then she filled up her cauldron
and said with a grin,
"Find something, everyone,
throw something in!"
So the frog found a lily,
the cat found a cone,
The bird found a twig,
and the dog found a bone.
They threw them all in
and the witch stirred them well,
And while she was stirring,
she muttered a spell.
"Iggety, ziggety, zaggety, ZOOM!"
Then out rose...
A TRULY
MAGNIGFICENT BROOM!
With seats for the witch
and the cat and the dog,
A nest for the bird and
a pool for the frog.
"Yes!" cried the witch,
and they all clambered on.
The witch tapped the broomstick and
whoosh! they were gone.