MAGIC BROOMSTICK

Dominion, Volume 26, Issue 182, 29 April 1933, Page 19

MAGIC BROOMSTICK

tf I iwssesi q-'l a magic broomstick, this is ichal I’d do, I'd saddle up mid shirt my journey ichen. the sky is blue: Then joy aloity tjuilc safely just above the chimney-pots. And lei the irind play hidc-and-scck, and- love il, lots and lots. Kotc, first of all I'd steer my broom above each busy street Where pussy cals arc- homeless and haven't ■much to eat. I'd tcisk <ach. cut into the air and take it home- with me, And, even if I found u thousand, each •would have some tea. I'd love a mayic broomstick horse to do this great biy deed. Hut mother says it's just as well I can't find such a steed. She smiles at me. and says. "‘John, lad-, a thousand cals, I four. Would need, too many pints of milk and pounds of meat, my dear." I s'posc J'll have to be content wilh Snooker, he's my pup, But how I'd lore a broomstick that would lake, ma up and up. And. cren Ihoityh I eniild vol briny the stray cals home to tea. Just think how Jim and Tom- and Tim would stare; and envy me!