It Was a Dark and Broomy Night

Dark clouds slowly crossed the moon,

and from a nearby lake, a loon

cried soulfully that lonely night,

arousing bats that rose in flight.

They zigged and zagged on leather wings

in search of bugs and other things;

they scared the trick or treaters who

screamed and fled. Well, wouldn’t you?

The witch thought bats were lovely things

With their leather, pointy wings

and FANGS—how wonderful was that!

She loved the scary, scary bat.

The witch had trouble with her broom

for it would sputter, ’stead of ZOOM;

she had to get a new one, soon

to make her flight across the moon.

She went into a hardware store;

and found what she was looking for,

a broom with power to beat the band.

She called her new broom, “Rocket Man.”

To show it off she felt the need,

it’s super power, it’s extra speed

she thought she’d give the thing a test

and flew right through the IRS,

their papers flew around the room

got all mixed up from her new broom

the biggest mess she’d ever seen;

the perfect “trick” on Halloween!

And after that, she felt so fine,

she thought, I’ll call some friends of mine

if they would like to come at nine,

we’ll dine and share some “Hallowine.”