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.
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By Shel Silverstein
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Poetry 101
PoetryThis is a collection of poems for fellow poetry lovers. (I didn't write any of these)
