The Spring Has Sprung, The Grass Is

It Was A Drowsy Summer Afternoon, And The Forest Was Full Of Gentle Sounds, Which All Seemed To Be Saying To Pooh, 'don't Listen To Rabbit, Listen To Me.' So He Got In A Comfortable Position For Not Listening To Rabbit.

Why Does A Silly Bird Go On Saying "chiff-chaff" All Day Long? Is It Happiness Or Hiccups?

Pooh Hasn't Much Brain, But He Never Comes To Any Harm. He Does Silly Things And They Turn Out Right. There's Owl. Owl Hasn't Exactly Got Brain, But He Knows Things. He Would Know The Right Thing To Do When Surrounded By Water. There's Rabbit. He Hasn't Learnt In Books, But He Can Always Think Of A Clever Plan. There's Kanga. She Isn't Clever, Kanga Isn't, But She Would Be So Anxious About Roo That She Would Do A Good Thing To Do Without Thinking About It. And Then There's Eeyore. And Eeyore Is So Miserable Anyhow That He Wouldn't Mind About This.

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.

When You Do The Things That You Can Do, You Will Find A Way.