His Dress Told Her Nothing, But His

On Tuesday, When It Hails And Snows, The Feeling On Me Grows And Grows That Hardly Anybody Knows If Those Are These Or These Are Those.

How Lucky I Am To Have Something That Makes Saying Goodbye So Hard.

Be Sure To Put The Knocker Fairly Low On Your Door In Case A Very Small Friend Drops By.

One Does Not Argue About The Wind In The Willows.

And If Anyone Knows Anything About Anything," Said Bear To Himself, "it's Owl Who Knows Something About Something," He Said, "or My Name's Not Winnie-the-pooh," He Said. "which It Is," He Added. "so There You Are.