We walked into the lab full of science. Promise for work, excitement, and discovery awaited We had an experiment to do We picked a plant, pink, purple or green We went up in groups refining it Turning it to powder with a crackling and squelching The nitrogen froze it brittle we ground it mortar and pestle We put it in bottles, filling it with a forest scent But then we destroyed it, with acetone yet It turned from transparent to green, But soon it was ready to be changed yet again More bottles were assembled, silica, acetone filled We then…