You seize your chance for escape and make a quick
getaway. Your chubby hands grip the solid white bars
as you hoist yourself over the edge of the crib. You
carefully lower yourself onto the floor. You crawl
down the carpeted hallway and past the kitchen
archway. But you aren't quick enough! Your mother
snatches you up and carries you away. "Oh, my sweet
little Harry," she gushes as she places you back in
your crib. "You naughty little boy." You gurgle
happily and settle down to sleep. Your big plans for
escape will have to wait.

THE END

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