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My Old Blanket...

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I remember way back when,
I had a striped green blanket
I appreciated all it's warmth
so much I had to thank it!

Whenever I felt scared
we'd cuddle up so close,
there were so many other blankets
but I loved mine the most.

If ever I felt cold
my blanket kept me warm
it even made me really calm
while outside there was a storm.

My blanket has always been there
through all the times we've had,
it even wiped up all my tears
when I felt really sad.

I loved my blanket oh so much,
it's color was as green as a fern
but then I had to pass it down,
it was my brother's turn.





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