A tree house, a free house,
A secret you and me house,
A high up in the leafy branches
Cozy as can be house.
A street house, a neat house,
Be sure and wipe your feet house
Is not my kind of house at all
Let's go live in a tree house.
Shel Silverstein
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| Walking in the rain towards my little tree house, up high in the sky.... |
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