Stanpapa Queen of Mushroom Puffs

She send them out in troops of ten, in huffs. The mushroom brigade, the mushroom puffs. They were mighty and fun, and fine and frisky. The mushroom puffs, all full of mush, some risky. Her steed held steady, as the army advanced. His queen on tight, her face barely glanced. As the mushroom puffs brought in their prey. They dragged up raccoons, frogs and rabbits so gray. The mushroom puffs were mighty and mean. And ever so loyal to Stanpapa, their fairy Queen. She loved their girth, their dance, their devilish way. They were her favorite troops each and every day.