A POEM FOR THE KIDS

POOH

I LOVE THAT PLEASANT YELLOW BEAR
I LOVE THAT LOVELY YELLOW HAIR
I WISH THAT I COULD HUNT HIM DOWN
AND WEAR THAT FUR AS AN EVENING GOWN

AND TIGGER, TIGGER I NEED YOU TOO
THE WONDERFUL THINGS I'LL DO TO YOU
AFTER I'VE SKINNED YOU AND ATE YOUR MEAT
I WILL HAVE EATEN THE FINEST TREAT

PIGLET, I'LL FIND YOU BEFORE YOU'VE AWAKEN
AND SERVE YOU UP AS A SIDE OF BACON
WITH SOME TOAST AND MAY'BE AN EGG
I'LL EAT YOU BEFORE YOU HAVE TIME TO BEG

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN, I DIG YOUR PANTS
IN MY CELLAR WE TOO SHALL DANCE
NO ONE WILL FIND OUT, NO ONE WILL KNOW
THAT WE HAVE DANCED THE FORBIDDEN MAMBO

EEYORE YOU POOR AND SADDENED ASS
OTHERS DON'T KNOW THAT YOU HAVE MORE CLASS
THOSE ATTEMPTS AT HAPPINESS, I KNOW HOW YOU TRIED
SO I SHALL NOW AID YOU IN YOUR SUICIDE