I Live In a Forest Tree House

I live in a forest treehouse the tiny man said. Speckled duck called him a liar, his face turned all red. I think he is telling the truth said an eater of bread. freshly baked dough coming out of his mouth was hot as lead. I want to see your place yelled old Grandpa Fred. I do too agreed his twin brother, old Ned. Follow me down this hidden path the tiny man said. Speckled duck rapidly apologized; his name is young Ted. You have to think before you speak reminded his dad Ed. the tiny man accepted duck’s apology; because he is well-bred. We all complimented the tiny man on his pretty homestead. Everyone agreed it was a glorious spot including Grandpa Fred.