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But Piglet Is So Small That He Slips Into A Pocket, Where It Is Very Comfortable To Feel Him When You Are Not Quite Sure Whether Twice Seven Is Twelve Or Twenty-two.

The Hardest Part Is What To Leave Behind, ... It's Time To Let Go!

Walking With Her Man, Lost In A Dream

What Day Is It?" It's Today," Squeaked Piglet. My Favorite Day," Said Pooh.

Don't Talk Anybody, Don't Come Near! Can't You See The Fish Might Hear? He Thinks I'm Playing With A Piece Of String; He Thinks I'm Another Sort Of Funny Thing, But He Doesn't Know I'm Fishing - He Doesn't Know I'm Fishing. That's What I'm Doing - Fishing.