The Wolf at The Treehouse

I look at the clock

And hear the faint tick

If I can do this

I have to be quick


So I run out the door

And grab my coat

As I dash to the river

And hop in my boat


I paddle away

And break at the woods

Hopping out of my boat

A wolf there stood


Looks me dead in the eye

And starts to growl

I’ve never seen wolves

Just heard their howl


He backs away slowly

Then dashes off

And I run into a clearing

There is the loft


I climb into the treehouse

And there are my friends

I made it to the meeting

That wolf wasn’t my end

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