Like a Mushroom Drops a Spore
Cleared my mind at breakfast
Before I sent me out the door
No time for lolly gagging
The boss will know the score
You cannot make your break last
When you’re running on the shore
If I was to keep on playing
Would you call me a bore
I try to keep my mind so sharp
So that no-one can deplore
Might not find what you will need
If you are searching on the floor
Find things that make you happy
So that you will have some more
Always show that you are happy
This is something you can’t store
I try to do this all the time
Like a mushroom drops a spore
On this day I found my way
I did let out a big roar
Please be happy all your day
Of this I do implore
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