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"The Mondarian Mushroom" by Stijn ´wulfnstein´ Louis
In the land of splashy greens,
thriving on unmitigated genes,
camouflaged,
shrouded in sheen of hopes,
a complete outcast,
begins an audacious course.
What nerve,
What gills!
What stature disconcerted the wind!
Fungus of customs and uncouth nightmares,
inside horrifying movies,
bolding up,
an act of pretence.
Inside rests a softer core,
Sponges of curiosity,
Soaking in knowledge’s galore.
Sometimes lit by the sun’s shadows,
emanating an aura,
blinding disheveled goals.
The fight not land into on strangers plate,
Acting different, a brutal crime to slay,
Not craving to photosynthesize ,
his enemy his own soil,
his only offense,
HE IS THE UNPARALLELED KIND.
