Techni-colored mushrooms
I dreamt of a rainbow colored house In the woods near strawberry lane Where, I saw leprechauns and fairies Sitting on strawberry-shaped chairs, Pinkies in the air, giggling Drinking cannabis-scented teas, with a dash of lemon and nectar from bees, Told me to avoid the enchanted woods Where The odds are stacked, weary travelers attacked Mostly, By pigmies on crack, Running, screaming, while they gather milk-beards for the witches brew Pedaled on E-bay as authentic Irish stew Who knew? Bumped into Goldilocks, at the county fair Chased by psychotic bears Breaking windows, chairs Apparently she’s a klepto Stole the family silverware At the theatre by the bay I saw snow-white with drunken dwarfs, in a French cabaret “They,re opening in Vegas soon” said a demented cow as she, Jumped over the moon…
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