“But [Pooh] couldnt sleep. The more he tried to sleep the more he couldnt. He tried counting Sheep, which is sometimes a good way of getting to sleep, and, as that was no good, he tried counting Heffalumps. And that was worse. Because every Heffalump that he counted was making straight for a pot of Poohs honey, and eating it all. For some minutes he lay there miserably, but when the five hundred and eighty-seventh Heffalump was licking its jaws, and saying to itself, Very good honey this, I dont know when Ive tasted better, Pooh could bear it no longer.” ― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
Posted on: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 09:13:19 +0000
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