In the meadows where we grow the rose petals
And we sip a glass of Merlot
While I blow the Portabello
Ash vividly paints a peaceful picturesque setting where there are no haters and no worries. All there is to do is smell the flowers, drink red wine and, though traditionally ingested, smoke mushrooms with hallucinogenic properties.
Sounds like a scene from Alice in Wonderland
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