The Daily Tales of Gregg Savage

Once upon a time, in a cornfield very far away, there lived a very curios scarecrow. In fact, he was so curious that he would often make his friends irritated with his never-ending questions. Scarecrow had lived on the farm for as long as he could remember and had become worried that he would live there for as long as he would ever know. He woke up in the same place every morning, stayed in the same place all day and then went to sleep in the same place every night.

Over the years, Scarecrow had learned that he was good at three things: Using his imagination, being curious and scaring crows. Scarecrow did not enjoy watching the crows fly away in fright, but that is all they ever seem to want to do when they came near him. Maybe it is something I have said or done, thought Scarecrow…

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