（转发微信可见文字）Room on the Broom上

The witch had a cat and a hat that was black, And long ginger hair in a braid down her back. How the cat purred 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 spat, 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. Then out of the bushes on thundering paws There bounded a dog with the hat in his jaws. He dropped it politely, then eagerly said (As the witch pulled the hat firmly down on her head), "I am a dog,as keen as can be. Is there room on the broom for a dog like me?" "Yes!" cried the witch, and the dog clambered on. The witch tapped the broomstick and whoosh! they were gone. Over the fields and the forests they flew. The dog wagged his tail and the stormy wind blew. The witch laughed out loud and held on to her hat, But away blew the bow from her brain--just like that! "Down!" cried the witch, and they flew to the ground. They searched for the bow, but no bow could be found. Then out from a tree with an ear-splitting shriek, There flapped a green bird with the bow in her beak. SHe dropped it politely, and bent her head low, Then said (as the witch tied her braid in the bow), "I am a bird, as green as can be. Is there room on the broom for a bird like me?" "Yes!" cried the witch, so the bird fluttered on. The witch tapped the broomstick and whoosh! they were gone. Over the reeds and the rivers they flew. The bird shrieked with glee and the stormy wind blew. They shot through the sky to the back of beyoud. The witch clutched her bow-- 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 a pond Leaped a dripping wet frog with a dripping wet wand. He dropped it politely, then said with a croak (As the witch dried the wand on a fold of her cloak), "I am a frog, as clean as can be. Is there room on the broom for a frog like me?" "Yes!" said the witch, so the frog bounded on.