You know, I always forget that plants have veins and stuff to.

Anyway..

(Clears Throat)

It's bark is sweaty, trunk weak, boughs are heavy
There's sap on it's trunk already, mom's spaghetti
It's nervous, but on the surface it looks calm and ready
To drop nuts, but it keeps on forgettin'
What it wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
it opens it's blossoms, but the nectar won't come out
it''s wiltin', how, everybody's jokin' now
The clocks run out, times up, over, blaow

Mom's Spaghetti's on the floor