Deeper than the dark of the forest deep

Out beyond where the willows weep

The denizens of the woods held a dance

Where the funky capped mushrooms got their chance

To prove that there is more fun in being a fungi

Than it is for other creatures slightly more shy

There I watched as the doesy does fawned

As the first crack of early morning dawned

I watched silently hoping none of these would spy me

Chuckling as I watched little lambs eat their ivy

There with glowing eyes and face wide smiles

Was the scariest looking bunch of shrooms for miles

Giving proof to the adage about judging by looks

It’s the friendlier looking ones to look out for say the cooks….