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Eeyore was against the costume party in the first place.
He was always the one who had to wear a silly clown face!
The press on nails irritated his hoofs and were no help at all. 
The wet rain made him moan even louder than his usual call. 

So when he got caught in the storm drain and could not get out
He was wailing loud and long, and his determination was a pout.
Christopher Robin tried his best to reason with him, being adorable.
Eeyore was inconsolable. His plight was simply deplorable.

Pooh's solution was a red balloon? How incredible was that?
Could it save Eyeore? Piglet came by and gave him a pat.
Tigger was jumping all over the sidewalk, when he looked down.
I can have you out in a second, he said, with a wink, turning around.

Silly Tigger, full of magic said some words only Tiggers refrain. 
But suddenly Eyeore was on the sidewalk, out of the horrible drain. 
What did you say? Christopher Robin and Pooh both amazed, quickly asked.
"I am not sure, but Eyeore's my friend, so it had to be my task."

They surrounded Eyeore with blankets and gave him love sweet.
Took him back to the woods and fed him a nice dinner of meat.
And now Eyeore and Tigger are fast friends forever,
Besties, maybe, after this crazy endeavor.

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