trying to get my home right
I built my home high up in a giant oak tree
two kookaburras and an owl lived next to me
the day birds chattered all morning, conversation bright
hoot owl kept up a continuous hooting throughout the night
an orangutan moved in showing off his big red butt
I could not ignore it, so moved down to a hut
saw the shadow of a lion through my tent one night
moving to a houseboat tomorrow, trying to get it right
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