Written down like this, it doesn’t seem a very good song, but coming through pale fawn fluff at about half-past eleven on a very sunny morning, it seemed to Pooh to be one of the best songs he had ever sung. So he went on singing it.

A. A. Milne (1882-1956) English poet and playwright [Alan Alexander Milne]

House at Pooh Corner, ch. 4 “Tiggers Don’t Climb Trees” (1928)
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