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This is a story:

About a little boy that loved his blankie:
He was often found carrying it around the house all day:
And could go no where (more than a 100 miles radius, thank goodness) without it:
Oh how he loves his little blankie:
And oh, how it needs a washing . . .
But I can't get it away from him for the hour it's going to take to wash it.
So he has to cuddle a smelly blanket.
But I really don't think he minds.
Eww.