My mistress is a mushroom
Colours of green and blue
With hints of yellow and red
Making the mind unsteady yet calm and sometimes unpredictable
For it is the mushroom forest of delight
Cast away your worries and cares
For now you can rest
For it is among the clouds of white you can hang your hat
And eat from tables worthy of Valhalla
Your taste unmatched and thoughts devine
With silly laughs you cut down anything and everything ill natured
For you are the mushroom mistress
A beautiful song full of light
Covering us in bliss and fashioning thought prevoking verse
Under your guidance we are not afraid
Just full of might as we hallucinate your gospel
Keeping us forever young
And of course slightly insane.
