Up Up And Away They Go Poem by norman hale

Up and up away they go
Just flying on their brooms
Some are even riding vaccume cleaners
As they circle around the moon

Normally, they cast their spells
And cook up toads and such
And when the stew is done
They'll sit for their afternoon brunch

It's getting close to halloween
And they have to get thier rides in shape
For they may catch them a little kid
And have to chase they, should they escape

So all around the moon they go
Until the morning rolls around
Then they have more work to do
As they laugh that cackling sound

I'm not scared of them you see
For I know them all too well
For they are sisters to me
And let me tell you, they do smell

Up up and away they do go
Each and every night
Sometimes dipping into town
To give someone an awful fright

Yes they have warts on their noses
And are as ugly as can be
But for now I have to go
Because they are coming after me

wrote 10/5/2007 by Norman Hale JR.