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Pouting Downer Frowner

We all know at least one from down by the bay A downer-frowner who likes to pout all day We call ours Eeyore, after the depressed donkey Winnie Pooh, Christopher Robin and Tigger’s friend, is he. He pouts because it is rainy weather He is annoyed by the brilliance of the sun He is holding a grudge forever Against more than twenty-one In 1969 she borrowed my pencil and never gave it back. The annoying banter of this guy has my neck hairs off the track. I want to say “Do not pout about stuff that happened in ’84.” That is the day his wife and her lover sneaked out his grouchy door.

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