When Late Morning Rolls Around And You're

The Spring Has Sprung, The Grass Is Rizz. I Wonder Where Them Birdies Is?

Promise You Won't Forget Me, Ever. Not Even When I'm A Hundred.

On Tuesday, When It Hails And Snows, The Feeling On Me Grows And Grows That Hardly Anybody Knows If Those Are These Or These Are Those.

I Suppose This Is The Reason Why Diaries Are So Rarely Kept Nowadays- That Nothing Ever Happens To Anybody.

To Her- Hand In Hand We Come Christopher Robin And I To Lay This Book In Your Lap. Say You're Surprised? Say You Like It? Say It's Just What You Wanted? Because It's Yours- Because We Love You.