Christopher Robin, that fine young lad,<\/p>\n
had quite a creative and whimsical Dad,<\/p>\n
who wrote about creatures who lived in the nursery,<\/p>\n
making adventures for Chris, all in versery.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Pooh was a pudge, and quite a bit plump,<\/p>\n
a glutton for honey, and dumb as a stump;<\/p>\n
With little brain to “Think, think, think\u2026<\/p>\n
Oh, bother, where was I?” he’d say in a blink.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
While piglet was little, afraid and befretted,<\/p>\n
a tiny pink friend Pooh never regretted,<\/p>\n
defended from Woozles and Heffalumps too\u2014<\/p>\n
Exactly the way a friend ought to do.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And for that matter, all Pooh\u2019s friends were a mess\u2014<\/p>\n
Eeyore depressed,<\/p>\n
Owl, who digressed,<\/p>\n
Rabbit, the know-it-all, always a test.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And finally, Tigger, ADHD, and sproingy,<\/p>\n
hyper-as-heck, all a-bounce, oingy boingy!<\/p>\n
Just a bit off, yet loved and adored.<\/p>\n
With all of these oddballs, Chris couldn\u2019t be bored.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Not all<\/em> of Pooh\u2019s friends were as looped as a llama;<\/p>\n There was Kanga and Roo; little joey and Mama\u2014<\/p>\n Milne sketched out their foibles, and CR was Roo—<\/p>\n Do you think Christopher Robin knew, Pooh?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n A hundred woods acres to ramble about\u2014<\/p>\n Owl\u2019s Tree, and Trespasser Will\u2019s house,<\/p>\n Rabbit\u2019s Garden, Eeyore\u2019s hut made of sticks\u2014All at five.<\/p>\n Next book: Now We are Six.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n *Pooh Corner; The Annual Poetic Edition 2021<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Christopher Robin, that fine young lad, had quite a creative and whimsical Dad, who wrote about creatures who lived in the nursery, making adventures for Chris, all in versery. Pooh was a pudge, and quite a bit plump, a glutton for honey, and dumb…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":564,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-94017","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94017","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/564"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=94017"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94017\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":95838,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94017\/revisions\/95838"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=94017"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=94017"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=94017"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}