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Artist
Poem by
Mark Shapiro
WEE HOBGOBLIN
One wee little Hobgoblin
All dressed up in red,
Was spying on a farmhouse
With mischief in his head.
"This place,"
said the little Hobgoblin,
"It could be lots of fun.
Everything's so clean and tidy,
And begging to be undone."
So the wee little Hobgoblin
He went to work with glee,
He let the cattle out the gate
And set the piglets free.
He spilled some milk in the kitchen,
And overturned the butter churn.
He yanked the laundry off the line
And caused the soup to burn.
He pinched the baby
and scared the cat
And had what he thought
was the mostest fun.
And when his spree was over
He said, "That's a job well done!"
HOBGOBLINS AND MUSHROOMS
WHAT’S THE CONNECTION?
WELL,
WHEN THE POEM MENTIONS…
A little hobgoblin
full of mischief, it brings to mind that…
What we know
about fungi
is still in
its infancy.
Some
may FEED us,
Some
may POISON us
some
may SAVE us,
some
may KILL us.
We are only
JUST
beginning
to
KNOW
WHO
are FRIEND
and
WHO
are FOE.
WHEN THE POEM MENTIONS…
Everything‘s so neat and tidy,
BEGGING TO BE UNDONE…
THIS REMINDS ME…
fungi
are the
earth’s
great decomposers.
They can
unravel
long-chain molecules
of
organic matter
even TOXIC matter
into a digestible form.
In addition
fungal mycelia
HOLD soil together,
help RETAIN water
and make its
nutrients available
to vegetation.