Always hearing about web and its total power, my enthusiastic mushroom friends find themselves so overwhelmed one morning.
They are standing right below a variety of webs: some spiral outward like spokes on a wheel, some look like funnels of doom or harps, while others run thin strands parallelly.
These are beautiful but never catch their eye.
These mushrooms want to know more about me, yet struggle with the webs.
"Is a start button required?"