Two brooms were hanging in the closet and after awhile, they got to know each other so well, they decided to get married.
One broom was, of course, the bride broom, and the other was the groom broom.
The bride broom looked very beautiful in her white dress. The groom broom was handsome and suave in his tuxedo. The wedding was lovely.
After the ceremony at the wedding reception, the bride broom leaned over and whispered to the groom broom, “I think I’m going to have a little whisk broom!”
“Impossible!” cried the groom broom. “We haven’t even swept together!”
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