The old grey donkey, Eeyore stood by himself in a thistly corner of the Forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself, "Why?" and sometimes he thought, "Wherefore?" and sometimes he thought, "Inasmuch as which?" and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about.
AAM
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Are you challanging me for a good quote or riddle because you have me stumped on the meaning of this one.
Are you feeling challenged or feeling like you have to Xerox whatever I put down? Why do both April and mom think I'm speaking DIRECTLY to them???
Could I just be speaking through quotes, poetry, and other bits of written word? Could I just post things without it being endlessly dissected, torn apart, sought after, held-upside down and rung out? Could peanut butter be better without the nuts?
Nah...couldn't be...
:::sigh:::
"Eeyore, what are you doing there?" said Rabbit.
"I'll give you three guesses, Rabbit. Digging holes in the ground? Wrong. Leaping from branch to branch of a young oak tree? Wrong. Waiting for somebody to help me out of the river? Right. Give Rabbit time, and he'll always get the answer."
"But, Eeyore," said Pooh in distress, "what can we - I mean, how shall we - do you think if we -"
"Yes," said Eeyore. "One of those would be just the thing. Thank you, Pooh."
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