Винни-Пух

           OnThursday,whenitstartstofreeze

           Andhoar-frosttwinklesonthetrees,

           Howveryreadilyonesees

           Thatthesearewhose—butwhosearethese?

           OnFriday—

           "Yes,itis,isn’tit?"saidKanga,notwaitingtohearwhathappenedonFriday."Justonemorejump,Roo,dear,andthenwereallymustbegoing."

           RabbitgavePoohahurrying-upsortofnudge.

           "TalkingofPoetry,"saidPoohquickly"haveyouevernoticedthattreerightoverthere?"

           "Where?"saidKanga."Now,Roo—""Rightoverthere,"saidPooh,pointingbehindKanga’sback.

           "No,"saidKanga."Nowjumpin,Roo,dear,andwe’llgohome."

           "Yououghttolookatthattreerightoverthere,"saidRabbit."ShallIliftyouin,Roo?"AndhepickedupRooinhispaws.

           "Icanseeabirdinitfromhere,"saidPooh."Orisitafish?"

           "Yououghttoseethatbirdfromhere,"saidRabbit."Unlessit’safish."

           "Itisn’tafish,it’sabird,"saidPiglet.

           "Soitis,"saidRabbit.

           "Isitastarlingorablackbird?"saidPooh.

           "That’sthewholequestion,"saidRabbit."Isitablackbirdorastarling?"

           AndthenatlastKangadidturnherheadtolook.Andthemomentthatherheadwasturned,Rabbitsaidinaloudvoice"Inyougo,Roo!"andinjumpedPigletintoKanga’spocket,andoffscamperedRabbit,withRooinhispaws,asfastashecould.

           "Why,where’sRabbit?"saidKanga,turningroundagain."Areyouallright,Roo,dear?"

           PigletmadeasqueakyRoo-noisefromthebottomofKanga’spocket.