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My Old Flannel Nightie I have a flannel nightie That goes below my knees Now my nightie's tearing It's causing me to grieve. It's not that it was costly It was given to me for free But it's not fit for wearing Because it lost it's sleeves. My hubby and my family Ask me please do not grieve For they hated my old nightie And are glad its lost its sleeves. Yet I loved my flannel nightie That went below my knees And I am so greatly sorry I can't help but grieve.
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