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went  on. "This is a Surprise." He coughed in an important way,
and began again: "What-nots and Etceteras, before I  begin,  or
perhaps I should say, before I end, I have a piece of Poetry to
read  to  you.  Hitherto--hitherto--a  long word meaning--well,
you'll see what it means directly--hitherto, as I  was  saying,
all  the  Poetry in the Forest has been written by Pooh, a Bear
with a Pleasing Manner  but  a  Positively  Startling  Lack  of
Brain. The Poem which I am now about to read to you was written
by  Eeyore, or Myself, in a Quiet Moment. If somebody will take
Roo's bull's-eye away from him, and wake up Owl, we  shall  all
be able to enjoy it. I call it--POEM." This was it:

                      Christopher Robin is going
                At least I think he is
                Where?
                Nobody knows
                But he is going--
                I mean he goes
                (To rhyme with knows)
                Do we care ?
                (To rhyme with where)
                We do
                Very much
                (I haven't got a rhyme for that
                  "is" in the second line yet.
                Bother.)
                (Now I haven't got a rhyme for
                  bother.. Bother.)
                Those two bothers will have
                  to rhyme with each other
                Buther
                The fact is this is more difficult
                  than I thought,
                I ought--
                (Very good indeed)
                I ought
                To begin again,
                But it is easier
                To stop
                Christopher Robin, good-bye
                I
                (Good)
                I
                And all your friends
                Sends--
                I mean all your friend

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