Now, Listen!..
MUSHROOMS
Once upon a time a Boletus-mushroom, sitting there under the oak-tree, looking at other mushrooms, said:
You, whitecaps, do come to my war!
We, whitecaps, come from the noble class! Won't go to the war!
Orange milkies!
We, orange milkies, are all about business. Won't go to the war!
Coral milky caps, to me!
We, coral milky caps, are royal cooks and chefs! Won't go to the war!
I'm a fairy-ring, my legs are long and thin! Can't go to the war!
Simulators! Deviationists! You'll all fail and go to jail!
We, pepper-mushrooms, are tight-knit friends! We'll go to the war!
This all happened when the mushrooms fought against the Pea King.