User:Cajek/UnPoetia:Ode to Randomness
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Today, in my little garden,
I saw a beautiful mushroom.
I greeted it, and it recognized me.
"How peculiar," I thought, as I ate it,
"...that I'm writing a whole poem about this!"
And the crickets chirped in reply,
"It's not your fault, old chap!
...it's not that important."
So I ate and slept,