The Bureau of Dreams to be Continued by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

CHAPTER II

In Which

Pooh Goes Visiting and

Gets Into a Tight Place

Edward Bear, known to his friends as Winnie the-Pooh, or Pooh for short, was walking through the forest one day, humming proudly to himself. He had made up a little hum that very morning, as he was doing his Stoutness Exercises in front of the glass: Tra-la-la, tra-la-la, as he stretched up as high as he could go, and then Tra-la la, tra-la; oh, help! la, as he tried to reach his toes. After breakfast he had said it over and over to himself until he had learnt it off by heart, and now he was humming it right through, properly. It went like this: Tra-la-la, tra-la-la, Tra-la-la, tra-la-la, Rum-tum-tiddle-um-tum. Tiddle-iddle, tiddle-iddle Tiddle-iddle, tiddle-iddle, Rum-tum-tum-tiddle-um.

Well, he was humming this hum to himself, and walking along gaily, wondering what everybody else was doing, and what it felt like, being somebody else, when suddenly he came to a sandy bank, and in the bank was a large hole. "Aha!" said Pooh. (Rum-tum-tiddle~um-tum.) "If 1 know anything about anything, that hole means Rabbit," he said, "and Rabbit means Company," he said,