I wonder how similar they are to us, if trees go networking, make me laugh, and drive me paranoid.
(We share 60% of our DNA with a banana; an evidence of shared ancestry).
I take their pictures. One of them mimicked Scooby-Doo, and turned its face red. It even tried to play Freddy Krueger.
(A simple potato is more complex than us; it has 48 chromosome counts, whereas we have only 46).
I had once, in an aura of mystery, discovered the Wonderland of Alice in the woods.
(There was a tree, The Giving Tree, and a boy).