Sad Tale of a Failed Witch - part two !
THE SAD TALE OF A FAILED WITCH
Part Two
Last year upon All Hallows Eve –
as a few of you may recall –
my pride, my cat, and my broomstick
took a long and painful fall !
This year, even more determined,
I worked with might and main
to magick a spell that would take me
to the revels upon Salisbury Plain.
I thought there to dance in the moonlight
and show off my new pointed hat
but, alas, I didn’t quite make it –
and ‘twas all the fault of that cat !
I’ve told him before not to juggle,
he’s a Witches cat – not a clown –
but he persists, when flying pillion,
in hanging upside down !
Now, perhaps, you think this can’t matter
but my flying at best is not good,
and with him spinning round on his whiskers
the steering don’t work as it should !
At first all seemed to be well
as off over the rooftops we sped –
but that stupid cat started his antics
and disaster lurked just ahead.
I saw the telegraph poles
and, frantically, tried to change course,
but we lost both height and direction
and got tangled in somebody’s “Morse” !
If I ever get out of these wires
I am going to strangle that cat –
he’s fractured my Model “T” besom
and dented my new pointed hat !
It will take until next Hallows Eve
To live down this awful disgrace,
but then I’ll be back – with a vengeance –
so, please folks, keep watching this space!
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