Alan Alexander Milne
Alan Alexander Milne Poems
|3.||From: Gold Braid||1/18/2012|
|8.||The Wrong House||1/18/2012|
|13.||Waiting At The Window||1/18/2012|
|19.||From A Full Heart||1/18/2012|
|20.||In The Fashion||1/18/2012|
|22.||The Four Friends||1/18/2012|
|23.||The Three Foxes||1/18/2012|
|24.||The Knight Whose Armour Didn'T Squeak||1/18/2012|
|29.||Puppy And I||1/18/2012|
|31.||The Morning Walk||1/1/2004|
|35.||Come Out With Me||1/1/2004|
|38.||Lines And Squares||1/1/2004|
Wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
"Where are you going today?" says Pooh:
"Well, that's very odd 'cos I was too.
Let's go together," says Pooh, says he.
"Let's go together," says Pooh.
"What's twice eleven?" I said to Pooh.
("Twice what?" said Pooh to Me.)
"I think it ought to be twenty-two."
"Just what I think myself," said Pooh.
"It wasn't an easy sum to do,
But that's what it is," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what it is," said Pooh.
"Let's look for dragons," I said to Pooh.
Christopher Robin goes
Hoppity, hoppity, hop.
Whenever I tell him
Politely to stop it, he
Says he can't possibly stop.
If he stopped hopping,
He couldn't go anywhere,
Poor little Christopher
Couldn't go anywhere...
That's why he always goes