I've been looking for readings for a friend, and this one keeps cropping up. Did anyone actually have it at their wedding? How could you keep a straight face? Or I am I the only one that would be sniggering at poo(h), particularly sticky poo.
So wherever I am, there's always Pooh;
there's always Pooh and me.
"What would I do?" I said to Pooh,
"If it wasn't for you," and Pooh said...
"True, It isn't much fun for One,
but Two can stick together," says Pooh, says he.
"That's how it is," says Pooh.
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