Upon Mushroom Hill
UPON MUSHROOM HILL
There's so much happy upon that Mushroom hill
Children playing, skipping and jumping in joyous
Laughter heard between the black Jacobin shrills
Watched by watchful eyes, to their full buoyance
Children playing, skipping and jumping in joyous
Peacocks strut their stuff, feathers rich, in plume
Watched by watchful eyes, to their full buoyance
Rich aromatic scents the flowers are in full bloom
Peacocks strut their stuff, feathers rich, in plume
An army of ants march in their designated tracks
Rich aromatic scents the flowers are in full bloom
Buzzy bees, collecting nectar in their golden sacs
An army of ants march in their designated tracks
Butterflies; dancing, between all the flower heads
Buzzy bees, collecting nectar in their golden sacs
Spiders are busy making their, fine silver threads
Butterflies; dancing, between all the flower heads
Foxes all in harmony, with the bushy-tailed hares
Spiders are busy making their, fine silver threads
Doves sitting upon the branches, all in their pairs
Foxes all in harmony, with the bushy-tailed hares
Laughter heard between, the black Jacobin shrills
Doves sitting upon the branches, all in their pairs
There is so much happy upon that Mushroom hill
Indiana Shaw . . . : )
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