Alan Alexander Milne

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

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  • David Robinson (1/1/2014 8:53:00 AM)

    This poem is incomplete. There is a stanza which begins: - Now teddy as was only right slept in the ottoman at night and crowded in with him as well...

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  • Rachel Fraser-burton (2/13/2008 7:08:00 AM)

    My Dad used to read these poems to me when I was young. They used to send me to sleep because they are writen with perfect rhythm. Although I am now fourteen I still love these poems; they remind me of my Dad and can be read on many different levels. If people disagree could I please ask them not to post offensive comments they may upset some people. I have no problem with you having an opinion I would just prefer you to keep them to yourself if you are going to be rude. Thank you.

Hoppity

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.

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