"Good morning, Eeyore," said Pooh. "Good morning, Pooh Bear, " said Eeyore gloomily. "If it IS a good morning," he said. "Which I doubt." "Why, what's the matter?" "Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing. We can't all, and some of us don't. That's all there is to it." "Can't all what?" said P, rubbing his nose. "Gaiety. Song and dance. Here we go round the mulberry bush." "oh!....... what mulberry bush is that?" "Bon-hommy," went on Eeyore gloomily. "French word meaning bonhommy," he explained. "I'm not complaining but There It Is."