Alan Alexander Milne
Alan Alexander Milne Poems
|1.||Wind On The Hill||1/1/2004|
|3.||Waiting At The Window||1/18/2012|
|9.||The Wrong House||1/18/2012|
|10.||The Three Foxes||1/18/2012|
|11.||The Morning Walk||1/1/2004|
|13.||The Knight Whose Armour Didn'T Squeak||1/18/2012|
|14.||The King's Breakfast||1/1/2004|
|16.||The Four Friends||1/18/2012|
|18.||The Dormouse And The Doctor||1/1/2004|
|28.||Puppy And I||1/18/2012|
|33.||Lines And Squares||1/1/2004|
|36.||In The Fashion||1/18/2012|
|37.||If I Were King||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