Mushroom Villagers Love Me
Mushroom village in tinsel town
Spins gold from everything that’s brown
I am amazed at the fey who live there
Having so much gold, they have no care.
Why don’t they share? Asks one who rarely does.
I cannot stop laughing at my selfish cousin, Little Cuz.
Why don’t you? I ask him, putting it right back.
He gets huffy and tries to give me a little smack.
I get away and go visit Mushroom Village again.
They like watching my mouth move and seeing my chin.
I am the only giant with a beard that they know.
Who can put on an exclusive soap bubbling show.
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