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                TOES-tiddely-pom
                Are
                Growing.

        He sang it like that, which is much  the  best  way  of
singing  it,  and when he had finished, he waited for Piglet to
say that, of all the Outdoor Hums for Snowy Weather he had ever
heard, this was the best. And, after thinking  the  matter  out
carefully, Piglet said:
        "Pooh," he said solemnly, "it isn't the toes so much as
the ears."



        By  this  time  they  were getting near Eeyore's Gloomy
Place, which was where he lived, and as it was still very snowy
behind Piglet's ears, and he was  getting  tired  of  it,  they
turned  into a little pine wood, and sat down on the gate which
led into it. They were out of the snow now,  but  it  was  very
cold,  and  to keep themselves warm they sang Pooh's song right
through six times, Piglet doing the tiddely-poms and Pooh doing
the rest of it, and both of them thumping on  the  top  of  the
gate with pieces of stick at the proper places. And in a little
while they felt much warmer, and were able to talk again.
        "I've  been  thinking,"  said Pooh, "and what I've been
thinking is this. I've been thinking about Eeyore."
        "What about Eeyore?"
        "Well, poor Eeyore has nowhere to live."
        "Nor he has," said Piglet.
        "You have a house, Piglet, and I have a house, and they
are very good houses. And Christopher Robin has  a  house,  and
Owl and Kanga and Rabbit have houses, and even Rabbit's friends
and  relations  have  houses or somethings, but poor Eeyore has
nothing. So what I've been  thinking  is:  Let's  build  him  a
house."
        "That,"  said  Piglet, "is a Grand Idea. Where shall we
build it?"
        "We will build it here," said Pooh, "just by this wood,
out of the wind, because this is where I thought of it. And  we

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