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!”