Ogre Mushrooms

Dark and frosty is your way.
Your dear mummy used to say.
Don’t be scared, don’t retreat,
You will hit the top, indeed.

Maybe gold and worldwide glory,
If you fail, then I’m sorry,
Ogre demon you may win
And will be yours the pretty Queen.

From the frail day of your birth
You are scared of your death.
Magic mushrooms are your food
Never [bad word] in neighborhood.
Stereotypes are here and there
Smiling monsters are everywhere.
Pull the masks from their face
Try to save your own race.

Ogre mushrooms and masks grew everywhere.
Pseudo-dreams they spin.
They spin for you, they spin for you.

They slaved you and your mind
And [bad word] from height,
From height from height.

Wait a little, grow a bit
With all power shoot and hit.
Break the walls with wilderness
Keep in pocket your [bad word] fast, jump high Until the End.
There you’ll find your Happy End.

Where it’s dark and always wet.
Worms are your only candid friends.
Here you have a lot time,
To grieve your loss and the rhyme.