Marty the Mellow Mushroom
Far out in left field
Growing ever strong and tall
With cow manure his favorite meal
Everyday he contemplates
Life under the sun
That is until the fateful day
The hippies all showed up
They took Marty out to party
Now the only part of Marty left
Are the trippy little colors
Inside the happy hippies heads
Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 3:57 PM UTC
Marty the Mellow Mushroom
Far out in left field
Growing ever strong and tall
With cow manure his favorite meal
Everyday he contemplates
Life under the sun
That is until the fateful day
The hippies all showed up
They took Marty out to party
Now the only part of Marty left
Are the trippy little colors
Inside the happy hippies heads
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