Faerie Queen of the Mushrooms
She has skinny legs the elderly elf king said.
But her stripes are darling- green, blue and red.
She is the queen of the mushrooms I am sure.
Her motives are kind and her heart is pure.
His spoiled son Chester who knew very little at all.
Wanted an elf princess who was voluptuous and tall.
She is truly amazing, his father said, talking her up.
If he had his way, she’d arrive in a loving cup.
Chester had his eye on a gnomette with a goosey grin.
If she did not suit his needs, he would date her own twin.
The skinny legged queen of the mushrooms felt a bunch of relief.
She was empathetic and kind. They shared not one belief.
It worked out well in the end, they both got their way.
Chester got his twins, who were giddy, merry and gay.
The Queen of the mushrooms had a life full of love.
Best scenario for both, orchestrated by the angels above.
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