Broom Street
Broom Street poetry stories
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Birds fall for flowered angels Sunshine's designs upon glass walls

Broom Street

Birds fall for flowered angels

Sunshine's designs upon glass walls

For the corn cat the witch calls

The witch lives upon Broom Street

On a diet of candy corn and tea

Dressed in orange, yellow, and green

Mouth wide open, she does a terrible dance

Time means nothing, clocks she cannot understand

Stranger to this world, from a far off land

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