The novice witch

Halloo Halloo so sorry I'm late I tried to find you but missed your gate I flew quite fast across the moon But I hit a tree and I broke my broom The cat fell off - he's lost in the corn My hat's all bent and my cape is torn I had to walk throughout the night As you can see I'm a "sorry sight" I'm missing a shoe but I found my sack While limping along with a "crick" in my back My sack still held some treats for you Frogs, snails and tails and some "witches brew."

Jacqueline Patrick

Tamaqua