This work is based on a scientific study carried out over many years


When I awoke this morning I looked in stunned delight
For a bright and colourful mushroom had sprung up overnight
And as the day grew longer more mushrooms did appear
Mushrooms of every colour mushrooms of every size
And it soon became apparent that there were fairy folk inside
Now I thought I knew my mushrooms,  which were good, which were bad
But the ones I see before me now are driving me quite mad
Some are short and dumpy some are fat and wide
Over there some white ones reaching to the sky
And so the fields now covered, a multy coloured sight
I used to love my mushrooms but this has put me off for life

NOTE: No dogs, cats, birds, humans, bushes, trees, public toilets,  houses, cars, waterways, mice, roads or pathways were hurt or damaged in anyway during the production of this inspirational work of absolute stupidity

Truth is a sour fruit
Its is better to nurture it,
Show it with
Positive,
Constructive,
Criticism,
This way the fruit will learn,
When it grows again
Will it not be as sour as before.
But to tell it is sour,
Does not help it grow, to flourish
Only impeding its growth
True is a two sided pip
Say it correctly
It will flourish, grow
Tell it with out heart
The more sour it will forever grow.