There's The South Pole, Said Christopher Robin,

Did I Miss?" You Asked. "you Didn't Exactly Miss," Said Pooh, "but You Missed The Balloon." "i'm So Sorry," You Said, And You Fired Again, And This Time You Hit The Balloon And The Air Came Slowly Out, And Winnie-the-pooh Floated Down To The Ground.

So Perhaps The Best Thing To Do Is To Stop Writing Introductions And Get On With The Book.

Gone Out. Backson. Busy Backson.

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.

Hallo, Eeyore." "same To You, Pooh Bear, And Twice On Thursdays," Said Eeyore Gloomily. Before Pooh Could Say: 'why Thursdays?' Christopher Robin Began To Explain The Sad Story Of Eeyore's Lost House.