In a forest where no one knows
a group of living mushrooms grow
One big two small
No matter their size they love
to make a small story time.
The wind blows the flowers grow
We keep moving as we go.
Boom! Our two small mushroom friends
are already in a show,
it can’t be true
Cause none of them were blue.
So we painted them blue
and left then a clue
“We are like the sky that is up up high”
In a forest where no one knows
a group of living mushrooms grow
One big two small
No matter their size they love
to make a small story time.
The wind blows the flowers grow
We keep moving as we go.
Boom! Our two small mushroom friends
are already in a show,
it can’t be true
Cause none of them were blue.
So we painted them blue
and left then a clue
“We are like the sky that is up up high”