Mushroom Speak
I want to taste the new ruffled orange mushrooms Lilly Watt said.
they are known as “chicken of the woods” on oak trees not dead.
shaggy ink caps were jealous, as were bioluminescent blues.
faerie mushrooms danced a jig, found in clumps of two times twos.
foragers from several places headed back outside to hunt the caps
acorn syrup is tasty also said a known forager, Chef Ultra Naps.
faeries scattered as their homes were stuffed into gunny sacks.
said one. Some of these are poison; do they have their facts?
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