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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