"A_A_Milne_-_The_House_at_Pooh_Corner" - читать интересную книгу автора (Milne A A)

But first he thought that he would knock very loudly just to make quite
sure ... and while he waited for Piglet not to answer, he jumped up and
down to keep warm, and a hum came suddenly into his head, which seemed to
him a Good Hum, such as is Hummed Hopefully to Others.

The more it snows
(Tiddely pom),
The more it goes
(Tiddely pom),
The more it goes
(Tiddely pom),
On snowing.
And nobody knows
(Tiddely pom),
How cold my toes
(Tiddely pom),
How cold my toes
(Tiddely pom),
Are growing.

"So what I'll do," said Pooh, "is I'll do this. I'll just go home first
and see what the time is, and perhaps I'll put a muffler around my neck,
and then I'll go and see Eeyore and sing it to him."

He hurried back to his own house; and his mind was so busy on the way
with the hum that he was getting ready for Eeyore that, when he suddenly
saw Piglet sitting his best arm-chair, he could only stand there rubbing
his head and wondering whose house he was in.

"Hallo, Piglet," he said. "I thought you were out."

"No," said Piglet, "it's you who were out, Pooh."

"So it was," said Pooh. "I knew one of us was."

He looked up at his clock, which had stopped at five minutes to eleven
some weeks ago.

"Nearly eleven o'clock," said Pooh happily. "You're just in time for a
little smackerel of something," and he put his head into the cupboard. "And
then we'll go out, Piglet, and sing my song to Eeyore.

"Which song, Pooh?"

"The one we're going to sing to Eeyore," explained Pooh.

The clock was still saying five minutes to eleven when Pooh and Piglet
set out on their way half an hour later. The wind had dropped, and the
snow, tired or rushing around in circles trying to catch itself up, now