My Green Blanket

I have a green cover,

I named him Terry Jim.

In me he has a lover,

‘Cause yes, he’s a him.


The green blanket of mine,

I take it everywhere, 

I even take it to my bed,

I specially take it there!


But now, I've had it long,

And it’s started to come apart,

Now it's as thin as a kitchen tong.

And as it fell apart, it broke my heart.


So my mom bought me a new one, better than the other,

And I hugged her hard, and said, “Love you, Mother!”