#EnglishWriters
They’re changing guard at Bucking… Christopher Robin went down with… Alice is marrying one of the guard… “A soldier’s life is terrible hard… Says Alice.
When Anne and I go out a walk, We hold each other’s hand and talk Of all the things we mean to do When Anne and I are forty-two. And when we’ve thought about a thi…
I went down to the shouting sea, Taking Christopher down with me, For Nurse had given us sixpence e… And down we went to the beach. We had sand in the eyes and the ea…
In a corner of the bedroom is a gr… Someone lives behind it, but I do… I think it is a Brownie, but I’m… (Nanny isn’t certain, too.) I looked behind the curtain, but h…
Where am I going? I don’t quite k… Down to the stream where the king—… Up on the hill where the pine—tree… Anywhere, anywhere. I don’t know. Where am I going? The clouds sail…
No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes. It’s flying from somewhere
There are lions and roaring tigers… and enormous camels and things, There are biffalo-buffalo-bisons, and a great big bear with wings. There’s a sort of a tiny potamus,
A bear, however hard he tries, Grows tubby without exercise. Our Teddy Bear is short and fat, Which is not to be wondered at; He gets what exercise he can
What is the matter with Mary Jane… She’s crying with all her might an… And she won’t eat her dinner– rice… What is the matter with Mary Jane… What is the matter with Mary Jane…
Wherever I am, there’s always Poo… There’s always Pooh and Me. Whatever I do, he wants to do, “Where are you going today?” says… “Well, that’s very odd 'cos I was…
James James Morrison Morrison Weatherby George Dupree Took great Care of his Mother,
When I was One, I had just begun. When I was Two, I was nearly new. When I was Three,
Little Boy kneels at the foot of… Droops on the little hands little… Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares! Christopher Robin is saying his p… God bless Mummy. I know that’s ri…
If people ask me, I always tell them: “Quite well, thank you, I’m very… If people ask me, I always answer,
Tattoo was the mother of Pinkle P… A little black nothing of feet and… And by-and-by, when his eyes came… He saw his mother, the big Tattoo… And all that he learned he learned…