The mushroom is white, as you can tell.
It reminds me of, casting a spell.
The mushrooms were as tiny as a piece of grass.
But, sharper than a piece of glass.
You see, the tree is a mountain to the mushroom.
And the mushroom is like an ant.
But, you know…
That’s not a crazy dance.
What a lovely book!
Reading it to your children?
They are giving the book…
Happy looks! Boom!
