I,d run with him across the ends of the cotton rows and careen him around corners on two wheels. Sometimes i accidentally turned him over, but he never told mama.
The narrator sees Doodle smile, so he knows he is all there.
Its so pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty.
Doodle gets his name by crawling backward like a doodle bug.
Its dead
The narrator tips Doodle out of the go cart.
He,s dead
The narrator shows Doodle the beauty of the old woman swamp.
The scarlet ibis dies.
Doodle dies.
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