A pot of honey.

Doubt thou the stars are fire;

Doubt thou the sun doth move;

Doubt truth to be a liar;

But never doubt that I love.

-William Shakespeare, 'Hamlet'

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Winnie The Pooh smiles its sweetest when
he is insatiably stuffing himself with honey.

He's so totally smitten by honey that

he can never let go of his invaluably precious pot of honey

even for a mere nanosecond.

Without honey, Winnie The Pooh will be
at a total loss. He'll be crying his heart out,
regularly squeezing out tears of absolute despair from
his brown, beady eyes.

There will be dolefulness,

and lamentation and ruefulness.

I don't want to be like Winnie The Pooh that's why
i push you away before you turn yourself into
my pot of honey.