*my poem on mushrooms

last night I dreamed all my hair came out

In disbelief I showed

and they told me it was so much worse

and wow ya it's all scarred 

but the light house works

and the victims dont drown tonight

but still 

I'm itching to eliminate, 

I'm starved of the float

but Don't have a cow

and (I'm safe)

and I don't know what my sin is can you save me from this place?

but

I took a trip and I saved myself!