By Don Freeman
As he and his neighbors prepare to rejoice Easter with a different social gathering, Corduroy wonders if the Easter Bunny is genuine.
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The kitten and the hen were not his mother. The dog and the cow were not his mother. Did he have a mother? “I did have a mother,” said the baby bird. “I know I did. I have to find her. I will. ” Now the baby bird did not walk. He ran! Then he saw a car. Could that old thing be his mother? No, it could not. The baby bird did not stop. He ran on and on. Now he looked way, way down. He saw a boat. ” said the baby bird. He called to the boat, but the boat did not stop. The boat went on. He looked way, way up.
Said the baby bird. “I want to go home! ” Then something happened. The Snort put that baby bird right back in the tree. The baby bird was home! Just then the mother bird came back to the tree. ” she said to her baby. “Yes, I know who you are,” said the baby bird. “You are not a kitten. “You are not a hen. “You are not a dog. “You are not a cow.
Oh, oh, oh! What is this Snort going to do to me? ” Just then, the Snort came to a stop. ” said the baby bird. “I want to go home! ” Then something happened. The Snort put that baby bird right back in the tree. The baby bird was home! Just then the mother bird came back to the tree. ” she said to her baby. “Yes, I know who you are,” said the baby bird. “You are not a kitten. “You are not a hen. “You are not a dog. “You are not a cow.