Bores Can Be Divided Into Two Classes;

But Now I Am Six. And I'm Clever As Clever. And Now I Think I'll Stay Six Now Forever And Ever.

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!

One Does Not Argue About The Wind In The Willows.

What I Like Doing Best Is Nothing.

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