The Witch had a cat and a very tall hat, and long ginger hair which she wore in her hat. How the cat purged and how the witch grinned as they sat on their broomstick and flew through the wind, but how the witch wailed and how the cat spanked when the wind blew so wildly it blew off the hat. Down cried the witch and they flew to the ground. They searched for the hat, but no hat could be found. They're now tough the bushes on thundering falls. They've bounded a door with the hat in his jaws. I am a dog as keen as can be. Is the room on the broom for a dog like me? Yes, right the witch and the dog clambered on. The witch tapped the broomstick and washed they were gone. Over the fields and the forests they flew, the dog wagged his tail and the stormy wind blew. The witch laughed aloud and held onto her hat, but a weight blew the boat from her long ginger plant. Down cried the witch and they flew to the ground. They searched for the boat, but no boat could be found. Then out from a tree with an is blitting shriek, they flopped a green bird with a bow in her beak. I am a bird as green as can be. Is the room on the broom for a bird like me? Yes, right the witch, so the bird fluttered on. The witch tapped the broomstick and washed they were gone. Over the trees and the rivers they flew, the birds shrieked with leaf and the stormy wind blew. They shot through the sky to the back of the pond. The witch clutched her boat, but let go of her wand. Down cried the witch and they flew to the ground. They searched for the wand, but no wand could be found. Then all of a sudden from out of up pond left a dripping wet wand. I am a frog as clean as can be. Is the room on the broom for a frog like me? Yes, right the witch, so the frog bounded on. The witch tapped the broomstick and washed they were gone. Over the moors and the mountains they flew, the frog jumped for joy, but the broom snapped into. Down fell the cat and the dog and the frog. Down they went humbling into a pond. 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 me nascar me and I'm planning to have a witch in chips or a horn like me. Help cried the witch, flying to the ground. She looked all around, but no help could be found. As he planned to begin on his feast from out of a ditch rose a horrible beast. It dripped and it squelched as it strode from the ditch and it sent to the dragon. But so that's my witch. I'm sorry he's flooded, I made a mistake. It's nice to have met you, but now I must find. 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 comb, the bird found a twig and the dog found a bone. They threw the moorling and the witch stirred them well and while she was stirring she muttered as fell. Ego deseggo des agade zoom, then out rose a truly magnificent boom. With seats for the witch and the cat and the dog, a nest for the bird and a shower for the frog. Yes, right the witch and they all clambered on, the witch tapped the broomstick. And the witch they were gone!