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Dad finally built the treehouse I've wanted all my life. Up high in the sky we climbed, my brother and I. Binoculars around my neck. Ready to see from up above. Up high in the sky we climbed, my brother and I. Up we went into the trees. Giggling like little children. Up high in the sky we sighed, my brother and I. In the trees we couldn't see much of anything. Up high in the sky we sighed, my brother and I. Our respective children called from below. "Mommy!" "Daddy!" But we ignored them. Up high in the sky we cried, my brother and I. Dad finally built the treehouse I've wanted all my life. Up high in the sky we cried, "Climb!", my brother and I. They rushed to join us. In the treehouse Dad finally built. ~E.M.S. 11/20/11 6:32 p.m.
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Feb 26, 2012
Feb 26, 2012 at 2:45 PM UTC
The Treehouse
Dad finally built the treehouse I've wanted all my life. Up high in the sky we climbed, my brother and I. Binoculars around my neck. Ready to see from up above. Up high in the sky we climbed, my brother and I. Up we went into the trees. Giggling like little children. Up high in the sky we sighed, my brother and I. In the trees we couldn't see much of anything. Up high in the sky we sighed, my brother and I. Our respective children called from below. "Mommy!" "Daddy!" But we ignored them. Up high in the sky we cried, my brother and I. Dad finally built the treehouse I've wanted all my life. Up high in the sky we cried, "Climb!", my brother and I. They rushed to join us. In the treehouse Dad finally built. ~E.M.S. 11/20/11 6:32 p.m.
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Feb 26, 2012
Feb 26, 2012 at 2:45 PM UTC
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