The toad stood near the toadstool.
The toadstool was quite small.
It paused and made me wonder.
Why does a toad need a stool at all?
The mushroom is another thing.
My conclusions I didn't rush.
It seems to me an unpleasant thing,
to have a room of mush.
Love the picture it creates in the mind!
Keep writing, @drollspectator
Love this poem, can totally visualize this in a picture book.