Time For A Little Something.

They Wanted To Come In After The Pounds", Explained Pooh, "so I Let Them. It's The Best Way To Write Poetry, Letting Things Come.

I Might Have Known,” Said Eeyore. “after All, One Can’t Complain. I Have My Friends. Somebody Spoke To Me Only Yesterday. And Was It Last Week Or The Week Before That Rabbit Bumped Into Me And Said ‘bother!’. The Social Round. Always Something Going On.

Once Upon A Time There Were Three Little Foxes Who Didn't Wear Stockings, And They Didn't Wear Sockses, But They All Had Handkerchiefs To Blow Their Noses, And They Kept Their Handkerchiefs In Cardboard Boxes.

And I’d Say To Myself As I Looked So Lazily Down At The Sea: “there’s Nobody Else In The World, And The World Was Made For Me.

If People Ask Me, I Always Tell Them: "quite Well, Thank You, I'm Very Glad To Say." If People Ask Me, I Always Answer, "quite Well, Thank You, How Are You Today?" I Always Answer, I Always Tell Them, If They Ask Me Politely... But Sometimes I Wish That They Wouldn't