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Chapter 6

We built this tree house
When were feeling
At our age we should
Have more freedom
We are 10 and 11 years old now

We like the summertime
We wake up every morning
and we jam until one of us
Gets to tired
Usually it’s Jessie
Who gets to tired
of banging on the drums
Then we go sit in the tree house

Do I love Jessie
No way I do
She is just my friend
And girls are not meant
To be liked like that

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