Da Patrick ja so gerne Pilze mag, hab ich ihm einen kleinen Vers zusammengereimt. Goes like this:
Found a mushroom
A tiney mushroom spoke in tears
"Come closer, have no fear
it's been a 130 years
that I've been waiting here.
People passing, will not try
this very hard for me
all very scared, think they will die
just have a bite, will see.
Sometime me here very alone
for me no have much friend."
he spokened in a quiet tone
I stroke him with my hand.
"And when you eat, will fly and sing"
he carried on his speech,
and on my back there grew a wing
as I pulled out to reach.
Swollowing his brownish flesh
I happily surrender
"Have some more, as is still fresh"
his skin so soft and tender.
And as my hunger lusts for more
I chop him up in pieces
opening a well locked door
and all my pain releases.
The mushroom gone, my sorrows too
so greatful for his kindness
before I crash, I know I flew
for once losing my blindness.
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