I really think no one should go through life without having read (or having read to them) Winnie the Pooh. Such fun, so lighthearted, and completely absent of pressure or worry.

Enjoy.

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By Eeyore.

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
Send—
(Very awkward this, it keeps going wrong)
Well, anyhow, we send
Our love
END.

A. A. Milne, The Complete Tales & Poems of Winnie-the-Pooh, pp. 329-330. (New York: Dutton, 2001) Originally in The House at Pooh Corner, 1928, Chapter 10, "In Which Christopher Robin and Pooh Come to an Enchanted Place, and We Leave Them There." Public Domain.