Mushroom Head Is In Full Swing
The mushroom head dance is in full swing today
With a hidey high high and a heydee hay hay!
Mushroom heads love dancing like bees love to buzz
We are jiggling and wiggling with a friendly fine fuzz.
Some are doing high kicks, I try to keep my feet in the air.
Some of the non-mushroom head people give me a stare.
I shake my bootie so hard, it nearly breaks a table in two.
My aunt Mable says “Child! What next will you do?”
I am shaking and quaking and giving a tiny roar.
I dance upside down and forward, and then out the door.
The rest of them are following me, and showing me up.
I care not at all, having no need for another dance winner cup.
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