Elzabar Had the Right Attitude
Elzabar was dead last to receive her traveling broomstick.
Getting stuck with a tiny gnarled, grizzly, blatantly ugly branch.
She wisely looked past her initial disappointment,
Building her broom by concentrating on the stick’s beautiful impurities
Her uniquely gorgeous new ride, made from a powerful warlock’s tree
Introduced Elzabar to powers not shared with any other witches.
Elzabar’s broom, wisely protective of his creator and rider.
Showcasing a partnership of faith and belief in positivity.
The annual Halloween convention did not start until they arrived
Showing a willing attitude and desire to find good in all the others in the coven.
A force of two to be reckoned with for the next fifty-three years.
Live testimony to the knowledge of two who gave each other a chance.
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