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!