How Sweet To Be A Cloud. Floating

One Does Not Argue About The Wind In The Willows.

For I Am A Bear Of Very Little Brain, And Long Words Bother Me.

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

Pooh Looked At His Two Paws. He Knew That One Of Them Was The Right, And He Knew That When You Had Decided Which One Of Them Was The Right, Then The Other One Was The Left, But He Never Could Remember How To Begin.

To The Uneducated, An A Is Just Three Sticks.