You're such a lovely shroom
to find when there's some room
in that food bin down by the lagoon.

Even when it's filled,
I love to find you still.
To spot you on the screen gives me a chill.

Much better than a fish,
you surely look delish,
and my oh my, what a filling dish!

Everyone gets fed
when we find the shrooms of red.
The algae doesn't even bring such dread.

So when we're in a rut,
with just some coconut
to snack on while building that new hut,

there's no need to brood
or worry about food.
You put us all in such a better mood!


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