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room on the Broom by Julia Donaldson. The witch had a cat and a very tall hat and long ginger hair that she wore in a plant. 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 that out of the bushes in thundering paws, they're bound the 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'm a dog as kings could. Bai 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 wish they were gone over the fields and forests. They flew, the dog wagged his tail and the stormy wind blew. The witch laughed aloud and held onto her hat, but away blew the bow from her long ginger plant 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 plants in a bow. I'm a bad as green as Khun B is there room on the broom for a bird like May? Yes, cried the witch. So the bird fluttered on the witch, tapped the broomstick and wish they were gone over the reeds and rivers. They flew. The bird shrieked with glee on the stormy wind blew. They shot through the sky to the back of beyond. The witch clutched her beau, but let go of her wand down, cried the witch, and they flew to the ground. They searched for the wand, but no one could be found. Then, all of a sudden, from out of a pond, let a dripping wet frog with a dripping wet wand. He dropped it politely, then said with a croak, as the witch dried her wand on a fold of her cloak, where it I'm a frog as clean as Khun B. However, 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 on bush. They were gone over the moors and 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 witches half broomstick flew into a cloud, and the witch had a roar that was scary and loud. I have a dragon as mean as Khun B, 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. She looked all around, but no help could be found. The dragon drew nearer on DH, licking his lips, said, Maybe use once. I'll have witch without chips. But just as he planned to begin on, his feast from out of the 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's set to the dragon powers off. That's my which the dragon drew back and he started to shake. Oh, I'm sorry, he spluttered. I made a mistake. He'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 through the bird and down jumped the frog down, climbed the cat and few said the dog on DH, 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 through 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. You, Teo Chee, 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 on bush. They were gone.