Built high above the ground , where no one can reach.
Not even my hound who’s name is Pete.
I see the approach of all who come near.
Ready the sling shot I will not fear.
Green apples for ammo berries too.
Look out Johnny I’m aiming at you.
The battle will last for days or more.
Until my mother says, come do my chores.
Peanut butter and jelly I eat as my victory feast.
For I have slain the ferocious beast.
It’s getting dark time to go.
I’d better run fast to make it home.
Suppers hot and ready to eat.
Gosh my tree house sure is neat.