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I lost my pocketknife  
I waited all my life  
to get that knife.  
I never carved in trees,  
nor whittled towards me,  
I just forgot how hol-ey  
my pocket was!  
I lost my pocketknife  
it’s caused me so much strife  
to lose that knife!  
I promise to be,  
as careful as can be  
won’t someone send it back to me  
my pocketknife.
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To the tune of “My Country ’tis of thee”
