Finding the Wizen Goo

How would I find the Wizen Goo?
Follow the colorful mushroom trail said Boo.
But I have never seen it! She said, feeling blue.
Some cannot, he admitted, I cannot help you.

The mushroom trail was put in by the fey.
In the middle of the forbidden forest so gray.
Some cannot see it, they cannot find the way.
The ones who do are merry and gay.
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