
"There's fungus on my pizza!
There's fungus in my bread!
I think I'll eat some candy,
Or have some fruit instead!
Fungi grow like plants,
But have no chlorophyll,
They can't make food from sunlight,
I'm sure they never will!
They break down so much garbage,
They make things decompose,
Return things to the Earth,
Help fertilize what grows!
Those are facts of fungi,
Some good, and some are bad,
A million types of fungi,
Without some we'd be sad...
Now each time I eat a mushroom,
Each time I bake with yeast,
I'll go and thank good fungi,
They're quite a useful beast! "
i love fungi.... this one is awesome! (the poem sounds a bit roald dahl-ish.... although i doubt he makes bread.)
ReplyDeletewhat a fun poem . . . it made me smile the whole way through.
ReplyDeleteI immediately thought of Shel Silverstein and smiled the whole way through! Wonderful all around!
ReplyDeleteher expression is PRICELESS!
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