A single spore has such grim power that you may die within the hour
The spores are sprouting everywhere I'd bet they're even in the air
if you catch a single glance I urge you not to take a chance
Hold your breath dare not to breathe
Till you watch the spores all leaveIf inhaled, try not to flail as you wish the spores to bail
This fungus has a one podetium and a very deadly hymenium, you may call it the Medusoid mycelium
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Melancholy Mushrooms
PoetryA continuation of a poem found in A Series of Unfortunate Events