The essence of the mess

By SunkeneyedGirl

A Bear of Very Little Brain

ONE day when Pooh Bear had nothing else to do, he thought
he would do something, so he went round to Piglet's house to
see what Piglet was doing. It was still snowing as he stumped
over the white forest track, and he expected to find Piglet
warming his toes in front of his fire, but to his surprise he
saw that the door was open, and the more he looked inside the
more Piglet wasn't there.
"He's out," said Pooh sadly. "That's what it is. He's
not in. I shall have to go a fast Thinking Walk by myself.
Bother!"
But first he thought that he would knock very loudly
just to make quite sure . . . and while he waited for Piglet
not to answer, he jumped up and down to keep warm, and a hum
came suddenly into his head, which seemed to him a Good Hum,
such as is Hummed Hopefully to Others.


The more it snows
(Tiddely pom),
The more it goes
(Tiddely pom),
The more it goes
(Tiddely pom)
On snowing.
And nobody knows
(Tiddely pom),
How cold my toes
(Tiddely pom),
How cold my toes
(Tiddely pom),
Are growing.


"So what I'll do," said Pooh, "is I'll do this. I'll
just go home first and see what the time is, and perhaps I'll
put a muffler round my neck, and then I'll go and see Eeyore
and sing it to him."

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