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"
That
's
just
how
I
feel
,
"
I
said
.
Christopher
Robin
gave
a
deep
sigh
,
picked
his
Bear
up
by
the
leg
,
and
walked
off
to
the
door
,
trailing
Pooh
behind
him
.
At
the
door
he
turned
and
said
,
"
Coming
to
see
me
have
my
bath
?
"
"
I
did
n't
hurt
him
when
I
shot
him
,
did
I
?
"
"
Not
a
bit
.
"
He
nodded
and
went
out
,
and
in
a
moment
I
heard
Winnie-the-Pooh
bump
,
bump
,
bump
going
up
the
stairs
behind
him
.
EDWARD
BEAR
,
known
to
his
friends
as
Winnie-the-Pooh
,
or
Pooh
for
short
,
was
walking
through
the
forest
one
day
,
humming
proudly
to
himself
.
He
had
made
up
a
little
hum
that
very
morning
,
as
he
was
doing
his
Stoutness
Exercises
in
front
of
the
glass
:
Tra-la-la
,
tra-la-la
,
as
he
stretched
up
as
high
as
he
could
go
,
and
then
Tra-la-la
,
tra-la
--
oh
,
help
!
--
la
,
as
he
tried
to
reach
his
toes
.
After
breakfast
he
had
said
it
over
and
over
to
himself
until
he
had
learnt
it
off
by
heart
,
and
now
he
was
humming
it
right
through
,
properly
.
It
went
like
this
:
Tra-la-la
,
tra-la-la
,
Tra-la-la
,
tra-la-la
,
Rum-tum-tiddle-um-tum
.
Tiddle-iddle
,
tiddle-iddle
,
