I need a Pooh Bear because...
he loves to play trains,
he loves to talk about dinosaurs and fly airplanes,
he likes to eat peanut butter on toast,
he sleeps with me and keeps the bad guys away,
and he loves me,
and he's my buddy,
and he misses me when I'm gone.
Life is that simple.
I love it when it's that simple.
God bless all the Pooh Bears.
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