Oh dear
Oh dear
I ate some mushrooms one day that lay untouched in the field and strolled into the city somewhat disorientated
Everyone was clothed Strange Looking at me as if I was deranged or had antlers instead of ears A disruption to their quiet conceitedness
But the sun shone and I strolled
and as he became a tree and her hair was as a bird I was giddy as a butterfly and heavy as the world
Then the frosty thud of sobriety took the form of the authorities and I ran yes I ran just as fast as I can back to the forest as a deer afraid of man
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