THE WOBBLIN' GOBLIN The wobblin' goblin with the broken broom, could never fly too high, For Every time he'd take off, another piece would break off, And soon he'd be a- danglin' in the sky. Each evening just as he would leave the ground His radio would sayyyyyy... Control tower to goblin, your broomstick's a- wobblin' You'd better make a landin' right awayyy. And soon it got so he could only ride, when the witches took him piggy-back!...Until one day he used his brain, and bought himself an aero- plane! So if you looook for him on halloweeeen, you'll see him zip and zoom. No harm can befall him, no longer can they call him, The wobblin goblin with the broken broooommmmmmm!
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