My Poor Meatball

On the top of my delicious spaghetti Always covered with cheese I miraculously lose my poor meatball When someone uninvited sneezes It rolls of a marble table And splats onto the floor Then my poor meatball Heads right out the door! It rolled in a grassy garden And right under a bush Now my poor meatball Was nothing but a mush The mush was still very tasty As tasty as can be Then early next summer, It grew into a wooden tree The wooden tree was covered With the prettiest moss It grew the most lovely meatballs In fantastic tomato sauce So if you like delicious spaghetti Always covered in cheese Hold onto your poor meatball And make sure you never sneeze!