FOWC with Fandango: Sweep

I said to my broom sweep the floor
It shook ts head and showed me the door
So I put on my pointed hat and wrapped in my cloak
It was cold outside, I did not want to choke
My broom was waiting, not moving to sweep
It wanted to go places and not lay in a heap
I junped on the handle, we were up and away
With such a good broom, you do not want to stay
My friends were also flying, you do not have to be rich
Just choose the right broom when being a witch
FOWC with Fandango: Sweep