In Love With Fungus

The Rose loved the Mushroom Who only came out at night They lived in different soil It just wasn't right But the Mushroom never Noticed her beauty Or smelled her perfume He simply tilted his cap By the light of the Moon In the morning dew She spread her petals wide The Mushroom seemed indifferent Daily he would hide A fairy came to the garden The Rose sang out to her, "I love the Mushroom, can You help me to transfer?" The fairy looked upon the Rose With awe and surprise "To give up such beauty I do not think it wise." "And what of the Mushroom?" "Does he even know?" "Mushrooms are blind , and Have no scent do you still want to go?" The Rose had not known these facts She simply felt alone And that she loved the Mushroom so Could not be undone. Yes my fairy friend I must go For my heart hungers and soul cries With the Mushroom at my side Is where my physical body dies Fairy dust filled the air Beneath the light of the moon The Rose beautiful and perfumed Became a Mushroom She stood beside her love In the very same soil Beneath the light of the moon The two Mushrooms did toil.