Some Have Brains, And Some Haven't, And

Some People Care Too Much. I Think It's Called Love.

But It Isn't Easy,' Said Pooh. 'because Poetry And Hums Aren't Things Which You Get, They're Things Which Get You. And All You Can Do Is To Go Where They Can Find You.

So He Started To Climb Out Of The Hole. He Pulled With His Front Paws, And Pushed With His Back Paws, And In A Little While His Nose Was In The Open Again ... And Then His Ears ... And Then His Front Paws ... And Then His Shoulders ... And Then-'oh, Help!' Said Pooh, 'i'd Better Go Back,' 'oh Bother!' Said Pooh, 'i Shall Have To Go On.' 'i Can't Do Either!' Said Pooh, 'oh Help And Bother!

When You Are Pretty Sure That An Adventure Is Going To Happen, Brush The Honey Off Your Nose And Spruce Yourself Up As Best You Can, So As To Look Ready For Anything.

No Sensible Author Wants Anything But Praise.