Isn't it funny How a bear likes honey? Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! I wonder why he does?
.. And then he and Roo pushed each other about in a friendly way, and Tigger accidentally knocked over one or two chairs by accident, and Roo accidentally knocked over one on purpose, and Kanga said, Now then, run along.
Good morning, Pooh Bear, said Eeyore gloomily. If it is a good morning, he said. Which I doubt, said he.
Because my spelling is Wobbly. It's good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places.
So they went off together. But wherever they go, and whatever happens to them on the way, in that enchanted place on the top of the forest a little boy and his bear will always be playing.
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.
I'm giving this to Eeyore, he explained, as a present. What are you going to give? Couldn't I give it too? Said Piglet. From both of us? No, said Pooh. That would not be a good plan.