The Wobblin Goblin

There once was a sad little goblin Who had a broken broom When he went anywhere, it would wobble in the air And his heart would fill with gloom He tried so hard to fix it every night But he just couldn't get it working right The Wobblin' goblin with the broken broom Could never fly too high For right after take-off Another piece would break off And soon he would be danglin' in the sky! Each evening just as he would leave the ground His radio would say "Control tower to goblin Your broom stick is wobblin' You better make a landing right away" It soon got so he could only ride When the witches took him piggy back Until at last, he used his brain And bought himself an aero-plane! So if you look for him on Halloween You'll see him zip and zoom No harm can befall him, no longer can they call him The Wobblin' goblin with the broken broom! The Wobblin' goblin with the broken broom Could never fly too high For right after take-off Another piece would break off And soon he would be danglin' in the sky! Each evening just as he would leave the ground His radio would say "Control tower to goblin Your broom stick is wobblin' You better make a landing right away" It soon got so he could only ride When the witches took him piggy back Until at last, he used his brain And bought himself an aero-plane! So if you look for him on Halloween You'll see him zip and zoom No harm can befall him, no longer can they call him The Wobblin' goblin with the broken broom!