If you want to make a song more hummy, add a few tiddely poms.

Sing Ho for the Life of a Bear

One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.

Let's begin by taking a smallish nap or two.

Come, come, come. Without a monster or two it's not a quest, merely a gaggle of friends wandering about.

It was a drowsy summer afternoon, and the Forest was full of gentle sounds, which all seemed to be saying to Pooh, 'Don't listen to Rabbit, listen to me.' So he got in a comfortable position for not listening to Rabbit.

I'll give you three guesses, Rabbit. Digging holes in the ground? Wrong. Leaping from branch to branch of a young oak tree? Wrong. Waiting for somebody to help me out of the river? Right. Give Rabbit time, and he'll always get the answer.