A New Broomstick
A witch on a broomstick at night
was veering to left and then right,
she soared and she dipped,
then over she flipped
and swept up the Isle of Wight...
Apologies to anyone who lives on the I of W : )
written 9th October for Tania's Halloween contest
Syllables: 8, 8, 5, 5, 8
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