Weeds Are Flowers Too, Once You Get

A Day Without A Friend Is Like A Pot Without A Single Drop Of Honey Left Inside.

Turn Around, Piglet. Step Lightly, Pooh. This Silly Ol' Dance Is Perfect For Two.

If You Were A Bird, And Lived On High, You'd Lean On The Wind When The Wind Came By, You'd Say To The Wind When It Took You Away: 'that's Where I Wanted To Go Today!

I Don't See Much Sense In That," Said Rabbit. "no," Said Pooh Humbly, "there Isn't. But There Was Going To Be When I Began It. It's Just That Something Happened To It Along The Way.

I Did Know Once, Only I've Sort Of Forgotten.