Tiggers Don't Like Honey.

You Never Can Tell With Bees.

In The Quiet Hours When We Are Alone And There Is Nobody To Tell Us What Fine Fellows We Are, We Come Sometimes Upon A Moment In Which We Wonder, Not How Much Money We Are Earning, Nor How Famous We Have Become, But What Good We Are Doing.

There Was Once An Old Sailor My Grandfather Knew, Who Had So Many Things Which He Wanted To Do That, Whenever He Thought It Was Time To Begin, He Couldn't Because Of The State He Was In.

Some People Care Too Much. I Think It's Called Love.

For I Am A Bear Of Very Little Brain, And Long Words Bother Me.