Oh the things children do.

A tree house high within the leaves
A crowd of friends to cheer you on
While sun shines high within the sky
And birds nearby do sing their song
The buzzing laughter of the bees
Is noise as silence fills the room
While friends, they stare and wait their turn
Watch a face that smiles, turn to gloom
And then the fork, it so descends
Unto the waiting open lair
To take them out and place on tongue
Because just one had dared to dare

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