The witch had a cat...
...and a very tall hat.
And long ginger hair
which she wore in a plait.
Iggety, ziggety...
zaggety... zo!
How the cat purred and
how the witch grinned...
As they sat on their broomstick
and flew through the wind.
Witch.
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 aloud
and held on to her hat.
But away blew the bow
from her long ginger plait.
- 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 plait in a bow...
I...
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...
A-a-a-nd w-w-whooosh!
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 beyond.
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
Leapt 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!
- Cried the witch.
So the frog bounded on.
The witch tapped the broomstick...
...a-a-a-a-nd... whoosh!
They were gone.
Over the moors and the
mountains they flew.
The frog jumped for joy...
...and the broom snapped in two!
Down fell the cat and
the dog and the frog.
Down they went tumbling into a bog.
The witch's half
broomstick flew into a cloud
And the witch heard a roar
that was scary and loud.
I am a dragon as mean as can be...
...and I'm planning to have
witch and chips for my tea.
- No! - Cried the witch,
flying higher and higher
The dragon flew after
her, breathing out fire!
Help!
...cried the witch,
flying down to the ground.
Help!
Help!
She looked all around...
Help.
...but no help could be found.
The dragon drew nearer and
licking his lips said...
Maybe this once...
...I'll have witch without chips.
But just as he planned
to begin on his feast...
From out of a ditch
rose a horrible beast!
It was tall, dark and sticky
and feathered and furred
It had four frightful heads,
it had wings like a bird.
And its terrible voice
when it started to speak
Was a yowl and a growl
and a croak and a shriek!
It dripped and it squelched
as it strode from the ditch.
And it said to the dragon...
Buzz off!
- That's
- My - Witch!
The dragon drew back
and he started to shake.
- I'm... sorry.
- He spluttered,
I made a mistake!
It's nice to have met
you but now I must fly.
And he spread out his wings...
...and was off through the sky.
Then down flew the bird
and down jumped the frog.
Down climbed the cat
and... said the dog.
- And...
- Thank you! Oh, thank you.
...the grateful witch cried.
Without you, I'd be in
that dragon's inside.
Then she filled up her cauldron...
...and said with a grin,
Find something.
Everyone, throw something in!
So the frog found a lily,
the cat found a cone.
The bird found a twig
and the dog found a bone.
They threw them all in.
And the witch stirred them well
And while she was stirring
she muttered a spell.
Iggety... ziggety... zaggety...
...Zoom!
Then out rose...
...a truly magnificent broom
With seats for the witch
and the cat and the dog
A nest for the bird and
a shower for the frog.
- Yes!
- Cried the witch
and they all clambered on.
The witch tapped the broomstick...
...and whoosh!
They were gone.