Grandma Got Run Over By a Broomstick

Grandma Got Run Over By a Broomstick
(tune: "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer")
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Grandma got ran over by a broomstick
Walking home from our house Halloween
Now you can say there's no such thing as witches
But as for me and grandpa, we believe.

She'd consumed too many spirits

And we begged her not to go
But she'd forgot her Belladonna,
So she sacheted out the door, we didn't know.

When they found her the next morning
At the scene of the attack
She had bristles on her forehead,
And incriminating brush marks on her back.

Grandma got ran over by a broomstick
Walking home from our house Halloween
You can say there's no such thing as witches,
But as for me and grandpa, we believe.

Now we're all so proud of grandpa
He's been taking it so well
See him in there watching wrestling,
Drinking wine and dancing skyclad with cousin Nell.

It's not Samhain without grandma
She's the one with the big hat
And we just can't help but wonder,
Should we divvy up her candy, or send it back.

Grandma got ran over by a broomstick,
Walking home from our house Halloween
You can say there's no such thing as witches
But as for me and grandpa, we believe.

Now the punch is on the table,
And the pumpkin, it's so big
And the black and silver candles
That would just have matched the hair in grandma's wig.

I've warned all my friends and neighbors,
Better watch out for yourselves
They should never give a license,
To a gal who flies a broomstick