Christopher Robin goes
Hoppity, hoppity,
Hoppity, hoppity, hop.
Whenever I tell him
Politely to stop it, he

Once upon a time there were three
Who didn’t wear stockings, and the
But they all had handkerchiefs to
And they kept their handkerchiefs
And they lived in forest in three

Of all the Knights in Appledore
The wisest was Sir Thomas Tom.
He multiplied as far as four,
And knew what nine was taken from
To make eleven. He could write

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

I went into a house, and it wasn’t
It has big steps and a great big h
But it hasn’t got a garden,
A garden,
A garden,

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

Where the water-lilies go
To and fro,
Rocking in the ripples of the wate
Lazy on a leaf lies the Lake King
And the faint winds shake her.

These are my two drops of rain
Waiting on the window-pane.
I am waiting here to see
Which the winning one will be.
Both of them have different names.

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

Tra-la-la, tra-la-la,
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la,
Rum-tum-tiddle-um-tum.
Tiddle-id dle, tiddle-iddle,
Tiddle-iddle, tiddle-iddle,