This writing business. Pencils and what-not. Over-rated, if you ask me. Silly stuff. Nothing in it.
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.
It's so much more friendly with two.
And that, said John, is that.
Some people care too much. I think it's called love.
Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?