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Hoppity
(18 January 1882 – 31 January 1956 / Kilburn, London)

Hoppity

Poem By Alan Alexander Milne

Christopher Robin goes
Hoppity, hoppity,
Hoppity, hoppity, hop.
Whenever I tell him
Politely to stop it, he
Says he can't possibly stop.

If he stopped hopping,
He couldn't go anywhere,
Poor little Christopher
Couldn't go anywhere...
That's why he always goes
Hoppity, hoppity,
Hoppity,
Hoppity,
Hop.

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also hidden on the branches stay without moving not that catches me in


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