The Fungus is Among us...

by fares Greybaer, Raceland, Kentucky 2/17/14

1. Smell from Hell, squish wish, licorice fish, costs humongous
2. It's better in Loretto, when you're smoking like a baretta,
3. in the palace of arousal, when the fungus is among us.
4. Cause 'round here we got country ham, we don't eat cheddar.

5. Sinkhole in my soul, perpetual leak plumb into s**t creek
6. Allan cump'ney, we're all much obliged, pinked rocks for banks.
7. Lystra dream flooded in filth, Kanawha coal king jizzed another leak,
8. Rolling Fork to Charleston w****s, to job creators, we give our thanks.

9. Just as soon let boom, and clear the room, before they've hung us,
10. All the johnny-come-latelys fresh off the pike, you surely don't like.
11. Breezin' in and out, cuz they know, here the fungus is among us,
12. Stealin and backstabbin our wealth away, another greedy strike.

13. Now family fields fallow, cherrytrees plumb full of bagworm,
14. And the snow covers, blacktop, briarhill and all, don't you know,
15. cold chill in the face and the boots, make your teeth and toes squirm,
16. And so the Deer have come back, we've watched the herd grow...

17. The magic of two hairs on the stalk, how the whitetail knob walk,
18. the call of the hen and the song of the tom, no scent rubbed in,
19. black mud and green moss, four prong seng a plenty, so don't talk,
20. the fungus is among us, God I feel your love, outside, and from within.