My Mold Collection - SNFU

Won’t you come to my place

And see my collection of mold

It hangs off the ceiling

Covers half the floor

No mold’s too old

In the fridge, you can feast your eyes

Upon many a fuzzy fiend

I guess I’m best left alone

Just my collection & me

No mold’s too old

I scrape my armpits

Each and every day

Adding nicely to the blue decay