Mushroom in a suit

It walks in such a decomposing manner

Casting rust on all it touches 

Talking about socks and placid ties

The next day, are more of them 

Happy to take on any shape you give them

Over to the jumpy hill, stinky and full of rot

Smelling at the top, rotting away

Doubt it will want to save the day

It’s a mushroom in a suit

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