Mushroom Stew
The Minecraft world is vast and hard
My lone puppy acts like a retard
Finally I earn
For what I yearn;
Mushroom Stew
A creeper blows up
Just my luck
What I need
What makes my eyes bead;
Mushroom Stew
Caving I go
In my inventory I stow
A full jar
Of what will make me go far;
Mushroom Stew
Everyday day I brew
To keep my life starting anew
I will keep eating it,
My precious Mushroom Stew
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