there is a seat I mark my happy place
and ever I can use this throne of poise
much like the stool inside my reading room
but rather know this chair is like a broom

a broom, how can one rest upon a broom?
for surely, I  must jest to say a broom
a tale of witches clearly does explain
for witches seat a broom much like a plane

my happy place is not an earthly space
but rather see it as a hidden base
a base of operations to transcend
to broom beyond the stars and back again









© Brian Hodgkinson Jr. (aka) Limericist 2007/2021