Let’s read together: The Toadstool House

I wish I lived in a toadstool house,
Beneath an old oak tree,
With a tiny door and a chimney pot,
And windows one, two, three.

I’d play with each wee squirrel,
Who chanced to come my way,
I’d get to know the woodland birds,
And feed them every day.

And if you ever wandered by,
I’d ask you in to tea,
Inside my little toadstool house,
Beneath the old oak tree.