Fungi

No matter how hard I train my brain
I could easily make a mistake
This one's purple; this one's brown
This one is umbilicate
And this one's upside down.

Fungi, out foraging for fungi
Maybe I'll find a shaggy mane
King bolete or morels
Wolf farts, hedgehogs, conks, or psilocybes
Or maybe even chanterelles

Waiting for the sky to dry
Finding fungi to identify
Some are impossible for sure to guess
Some are the kiss of death; some will make you endure
Gastro-intestinal distress

Fungi, out foraging for fungi
Maybe I'll find a shaggy mane
King bolete or morels
Wolf farts, hedgehogs, conks, or psilocybes
Or maybe even chanterelles

Goin' to the forest or field
Whether it's cloudy or sun
Keying fungi is always a risk
Finding one to take home and eat is lots of fun
Always the danger that you're wrong

Fungi, out foraging for fungi
Maybe I'll find a shaggy mane
King bolete or morels
Wolf farts, hedgehogs, conks, or psilocybes
Or maybe even chanterelles

Or maybe even chanterelles
Or maybe even chanterelles



Credits
Writer(s): Colleen Roxanne Dick
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