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 either 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.