'Many happy returns of Eeyore's birthday,' said Pooh.

'Oh, is that what it is?' 'What are you giving him, Owl?' 'What are you giving him, Pooh?'

'I'm giving him a Useful Pot to Keep Things In, and I wanted to ask you '

'Is this it?' said Owl, taking it out of Pooh's paw.

'Yes, and I wanted to ask you-'

'Somebody has been keeping honey in it,' said Owl.

'You can keep anything in it,' said Pooh earnestly. 'It's Very Useful like that.

And I wanted to ask you-'

'You ought to write 'A Happy Birthday' on it.'

'That was what I wanted to ask you,' said Pooh. 'Because my spelling is Wobbly.

It's good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places.

Would you write 'A Happy Birthday' on it for me?'

'It's a nice pot,' said Owl, looking at it all round. 'Couldn't I give it too?

From both of us?'

'No,' said Pooh. 'That would not be a good plan. Now I'll just wash it first,

and then you can write on it.'

Well, he washed the pot out, and dried it, while Owl licked the end of his pencil, and wondered how to spell 'birthday.'

'Can you read, Pooh?' he asked a little anxiously. 'There's a notice about knocking and ringing outside my door, which Christopher Robin wrote. Could you

read it?'

'Christopher Robin told me what it said, and then I could.'

'Well, I'll tell you what this says, and then you'll be able to.'

So Owl wrote... and this is what he wrote:

HIPY PAPY BTHUTHDTH THUTHDA

BTHUTHDY. Pooh looked on admiringly.

'I'm just saying 'A Happy Birthday',' said Owl carelessly.

'It's a nice long one,' said Pooh, very much impressed by it.

'Well, actually, of course, I'm saying 'A Very Happy Birthday with love from

Pooh.' Naturally it takes a good deal of pencil to say a long thing like that.'

'Oh, I see,' said Pooh.

While all this was happening, Piglet had gone back to his own house to get

Eeyore's balloon. He held it very tightly against himself, so that it shouldn't blow away, and he ran as fast as he could so as to get to Eeyore before Pooh did; for he thought that he would like to be the first one to give a present, just as if he had thought of it without being told by anybody. And running along, and thinking how pleased Eeyore would be, he didn't look where he was going... and suddenly he put his foot in a rabbit hole, and fell down flat on

his face.
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