On attempting to fly on my broomstick tonight

 Though I tried  and I tried,I just couldn’t  take flight
 And tonight of all nights my old  broom   playing up
 When I’m a contender for the witches gold   cup
 A prestige’s award yes I’ve been nominated
  so please understand why I’m feeling frustrated
 After many a year wishing and praying
 Finally tonight I could have been saying
Who I’d like to thank…then I’d start to cry
 This dream wont come true if old broomy wont fly
 Now I remember,my stupid old cat
 today peed on my broomstick and all over my hat
I’ll cast her a spell my old broom I will dry
and as quick as a flash We’ll be ready to fly