Write a poem on "A tree house"
© Felix eeries

Ever since I was three
I've dreamt of being high so free
feeling the cool morning breeze
on a house that was on a tree
but my mother couldn't agree
"you might fall" she could often decree

now I'm twenty three and I have the degree
and passion to built houses on a tree
beautiful and sturning tree houses I can built
both luxurious you can't jilt


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