If You Live To Be A Hundred,

Halfway Down The Stairs, Is A Stair, Where I Sit. There Isn't Any, Other Stair, Quite Like, It. I'm Not At The Bottom, I'm Not At The Top; So This Is The Stair, Where, I Always, Stop. Halfway Up The Stairs, Isn't Up, And Isn't Down. It Isn't In The Nursery, It Isn't In The Town. And All Sorts Of Funny Thoughts, Run Round My Head: It Isn't Really Anywhere! It's Somewhere Else Instead!

When I Was One, I Had Just Begun. When I Was Two, I Was Nearly New. When I Was Three I Was Hardly Me. When I Was Four, I Was Not Much More. When I Was Five, I Was Just Alive. But Now I Am Six, I'm As Clever As Clever, So I Think I'll Be Six Now For Ever And Ever.

Pooh Hasn't Much Brain, But He Never Comes To Any Harm. He Does Silly Things And They Turn Out Right. There's Owl. Owl Hasn't Exactly Got Brain, But He Knows Things. He Would Know The Right Thing To Do When Surrounded By Water. There's Rabbit. He Hasn't Learnt In Books, But He Can Always Think Of A Clever Plan. There's Kanga. She Isn't Clever, Kanga Isn't, But She Would Be So Anxious About Roo That She Would Do A Good Thing To Do Without Thinking About It. And Then There's Eeyore. And Eeyore Is So Miserable Anyhow That He Wouldn't Mind About This.

Sometimes,' Said Pooh, 'the Smallest Things Take Up The Most Room In Your Heart.

If A Statement Is Untrue, It Is Not The More Respectable Because It Has Been Said In Latin.