How Sweet To Be A Cloud. Floating

Nobody Can Be Uncheered With A Balloon.

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

Where Did You Say It Was?' Asked Pooh. Just Here,' Said Eeyore. Made Of Sticks?' Yes' Oh!' Said Piglet. What?' Said Eeyore. I Just Said "oh!"' Said Piglet Nervously. And So As To Seem Quite At Ease He Hummed Tiddely-pom Once Or Twice In A What-shall-we-do-now Kind Of Way.

Wherever I Am, There's Always Pooh, There's Always Pooh And Me. Whatever I Do, He Wants To Do, "where Are You Going Today?" Says Pooh: "well, That's Very Odd 'cos I Was Too. Let's Go Together," Says Pooh, Says He. "let's Go Together," Says Pooh.

I'll Give You Three Guesses, Rabbit. Digging Holes In The Ground? Wrong. Leaping From Branch To Branch Of A Young Oak Tree? Wrong. Waiting For Somebody To Help Me Out Of The River? Right. Give Rabbit Time, And He'll Always Get The Answer.