I have been Foolish and Deluded, and I am a Bear of No Brain at All.
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That’s what Tiggers do
That’s what Tiggers do best!
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They wanted to come
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.
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And that, said John,
And that, said John, is that.
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He thought how sad
He thought how sad it was to be an Animal who had never had a bunch of violets picked for him.
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Nowhere can I think
Nowhere can I think so happily as in a train.
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Hallo, Eeyore Same to
Hallo, Eeyore.” “Same to you, Pooh Bear, and twice on Thursdays,” said Eeyore gloomily. Before Pooh could say: ‘Why Thursdays?’ Christopher Robin began to explain the sad story of Eeyore’s lost house.
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When having a smackerel
When having a smackerel of something with a friend, don’t eat so much that you get stuck in the doorway trying to get out.
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Pooh said Rabbit kindly,
Pooh,” said Rabbit kindly, “you haven’t any brain.” “I know” said Pooh humbly.
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And I’d say to
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.
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