Everybody loved the jolly little toadstool, for he was as jolly as could be. He lived in rough grass that surrounded him, and he was perpetually available for a spot of morning tea. Together with the blades of grass accompanying him and his other red toadstool friends nearby, they sipped the morning quaintly away, having [...]
Story: The Jolly Little Toadstool – 10/09/19
Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose 
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