Alan Alexander Milne

(18 January 1882 – 31 January 1956 / Kilburn, London)

Hoppity

Poem by Alan Alexander Milne

Christopher Robin goes
Hoppity, hoppity,
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
Hoppity, hoppity,
Hoppity,
Hoppity,
Hop.


Comments about Hoppity by Alan Alexander Milne

  • Nobody StarsNobody Stars (9/17/2019 4:06:00 AM)

    also hidden on the branches
    stay without moving
    not
    that catches me in(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004