Alan Alexander Miln. The house at Pooh Corner -
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who felt more and more that he was somewhere else, got up
slowly and began to look for himself.
"But how shall we do it?" asked Piglet. "What sort of a
lesson, Rabbit?"
"That's the point," said Rabbit.
The word "lesson" came back to Pooh as one he had heard
before somewhere.
"There's a thing called Twy-stymes," he said.
"Christopher Robin tried to teach it to me once, but it
didn't."
"What didn't?" said Rabbit.
"Didn't what?" said Piglet
Pooh shook his head.
"I don't know," he said. "It just didn't. What are we
talking about?"
"Pooh," said Piglet reproachfully, "haven't you been
listening to what Rabbit was saying?"
"I listened, but I had a small piece of fluff in my
ear. Could you say it again, please, Rabbit?"
Rabbit never minded saying things again, so he asked
where he should begin from; and when Pooh had said from the
moment when the fluff got in his ear, and Rabbit had asked when
that was, and Pooh had said he didn't know because he hadn't
heard properly, Piglet settled it all by saying that what they
were trying to do was, they were just trying to think of a way
to get the bounces out of Tigger, because however much you
liked him, you couldn't deny it, he did bounce.
"Oh, I see," said Pooh.
"There's too much of him," said Rabbit, "that's what it
comes to."
Pooh tried to think, and all he could think of was
something which didn't help at all. So he hummed it very
quietly to himself.
If Rabbit
Was bigger
And fatter
And stronger,
Or bigger
Than Tigger,
If Tigger was smaller,
Then Tigger's bad habit