Blankies are made to be slept with.
Blankies are made to be hugged.
Blankies care when Moms and Dads can't be there
'cause blankies are made to give love.

I sure do miss mine when it's in the wash.
My blankie gets dirty, you see,
'cause everywhere I go, blankie goes, too,
with Mommy and Daddy and me.

C.J. Heck

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