Rambling of the Mushroom King

Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle!
Here comes the king of the mushroom!

He sits and talks,
And then he balks
When his wife comes in the room!

Stoned and drunk,
Ready to get krunk,
He makes out with the broom!

So strange and quiet,
Is his mind a riot?
Some say he's like a cartoon!

Where does he go?
Is he in a show?
That is something that nobody knows!

He's majestic and tall,
And loves the mall
The King of the Mushrooms!

Waiting, watching, sitting, plotting
Him, there is no stopping!

All Hail the Mushroom King!
All Hail the Mushroom King!
All Hail the-

Oh shit.
This is it.
He's done it again.
Committed a big sin.
Now he's gone.
And so ends our little song.