In the forest often
\none sees the fly agaric
\nits red and it is easy
\nto identify
\nwe’ve known it as
\na toxic soul
\nand therefore tend to
\npass it by
\nnot so the Reindeer
\nwho will search
\nwhere ever it does lie<\/p>\n
The Sami people
\nknow a thing or two about
\nthis toadstool
\nconsuming it brings
\ntrance like states
\nand visual displays
\nit seems as if you are flying
\nin a lot of different ways<\/p>\n
toxic ecstasy a fanciful
\ndescription of the feeling
\nrhapsodic in so many ways
\nas the sky becomes your ceiling
\nthe clouds become your chairs
\nand you romanticize
\nfly agaric is absurdly
\nmore than a surprise<\/p>\n
Santa and his banter
\nand his reindeers see them canter
\npull the great sleigh topped with tinsel
\nand gifts for girls and boys
\nthe story of fly agaric
\nthere’s no, reason to panic
\nit has amazing qualities
\nwhich the reindeer tribe enjoys <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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