So - here i am in the dark alone, there's nobody here to see; i think to myself, i play to myself, and nobody knows what i say to myself; here i am in the dark alone, what is it going to be? I can think whatever i like to think, i can play whatever i like to play, i can laugh whatever i like to laugh, there's nobody here but me.
When we asked pooh what the opposite of an introduction was, he said "the what of a what?" which didn't help us as much as we had hoped, but luckily owl kept his head and told us that the opposite of an introduction, my dear pooh, was a contradiction; and, as he is very good at long words, i am sure that that's what it is.
So he started to climb out of the hole. He pulled with his front paws, and pushed with his back paws, and in a little while his nose was in the open again ... And then his ears ... And then his front paws ... And then his shoulders ... And then-'oh, help!' said pooh, 'i'd better go back,' 'oh bother!' said pooh, 'i shall have to go on.' 'i can't do either!' said pooh, 'oh help and bother!