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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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