Once upon a time, there was a little scarecrow who loved hay. Whenever he got some hay in him, he got squishier and squishier until he got bones. Then he began to walk and walk, all the way to the airport. When he saw a airplane, it looked like a bird. Whenever he saw the airplane-bird, he climbed onto it and it started to fly. Whenever it landed, it landed in Georgia. In Georgia, he met my Grandmama. Then he met my Poppa, my Nonna, and my cousin Ethan.
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