Once upon a time, there was a mushroom living in the corner of a garden, just behind an old fence. One day something decided to move in with the shroom, and dug a big hole in it's foot.
The shroom was not happy with this, so it called for help and all the tiny clovers that lived there too came running.
But oh so sad, the hole has done irreparable damaged to the mushroom and there is little its green friends can do besides just be there.
And maybe that is just enough, after all - a mushroom is doomed to rot away at the end of its life.
