There are lots and lots of people who are always 
        asking things,
Like Dates and Pounds-and-ounces and the names 
        of funny Kings,
And the answer's always Sixpence or A Hundred 
        Inches Long.
And I know they'll think me silly if I get the 
        answer wrong.

So Pooh and I go whispering, and Pooh looks 
        very bright,
And says, "Well, I say sixpence, but I don't suppose 
        I'm right."
And then it doesn't matter what the answer ought 
        to be,
'Cos if he's right, I'm Right, and if he's wrong, 
        it isn't Me.