A little boy in our neighborhood growing up, named Jimmie Paul, used to call those crawpappies. Seriously. I'll never forget that serious, freckled, faced boy in overalls with a crawpappy in his hand, coming toward me.
Mom said she never saw a child more completely baffled than Jimmie Paul that day as, the closer he came, the faster I ran! And he kept coming, trying to convince me, "It won't hurt you, Shunny. It's just a little crawpappy." --
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