POEM 
(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, 

(Good) 

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. 

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