Winnie-the-Pooh, from Hundred Acre Wood,
Love living there, carefree, doing a lot of good,
But his pastime favorite was eating and being funny,
Sitting and slurping globs and globs of delicious honey.
Minnie Winnie how can I eat my pumpkin linguine, too much spice might be to nice
Often Piglet and Winnie the Pooh
head out to the zoo
a slight detour and they come up to a beehive
for sweet honey it sure is worth a dip and a dive
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Wee Winnie Whistle, arms full of thistle,
To welcome the town's Garden Officials.
Come here to honor Wee Winnie,
For helping so many,
Bring gardens to life from artificial!
Before Winnie Wee came initially,
All gardens were artificial, you see?
So with her green thumb,
She changed every one,
To living gardens that bring so much glee!
Sitting with Winnie
Running from MiMi in polka dots
Makes me giggle at haughty tots
Who don’t want to use their potty pots.
I’m now thinking of tequila shots
And other things I oughta nots.
~ Judy Bausch
she is so lucky the naysayers say
Winnie works and studies hard
She makes her own magic
It was much too cold underground
so Winnie wriggled her way to the top
where she found it much too hot!
She turned and wiggled back down.
“There’s no place like home!”, she said.
“I like the feel of my cool skin!”
then she winked at me with a grin,
“I think I’ll read a book instead.”
It’s Halloween and Winnie the Witch
flies on her broomstick with O’Bramovitch
mid-flight puss acquires a nasty twitch
both his nostrils flare, he begins to itch
his pitiful me-ow rises to fever pitch
shame cat's aren't fitted with an on off switch!
A Halloween black cat, folk may say is kitsch
poor Bram needs help, Winnie flies to Ipswich
landing at the home of a vet named Mitch
Mitch quickly mashes up some roasted flitch
Bram gobbles it all up without any hitch
he says his twitch and itch were just a glitch
Alas, Bram’s pre-flight meal - a Beluga sandwich
was the tasty snack which gave Bram a stitch
Mitch declares that cat caviar is far far too rich
so this Halloween treat Win will now have to ditch
Bram’s irate, caterwauling that Winnie’s a snitch
hissing all the flight back to their home in Bloxwich
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10/26/21
There is a famous bear by name of Poo
Without daily honey what would he do ~
He might become lazy
Or even go crazy ~
Losing a few pounds is an option too
Winnie the Pooh
And his friends, Rabbit being among them too,
Know that honey is Pooh’s fixation and regular delight,
Eats too much, gets stuck in Rabbit’s front door, a true blight!
Rabbit
Is a fusspot and has an obsession to lead, in fact a habit,
He pushes hard to release our bear, an impossible chore,
Tells Pooh he eats too much honey, Pooh blames his tiny door!
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Dated: 2021/09/11
Winnie the Pooh
Always would stew
About getting honey
To put in his tummy.
Piglet,
His tail a small ringlet
Was a godsend
To his anxious bear friend.
9/10/21
Wild Winnie Witch heard wonderful wacky melody
Created within her warm whimsical wishful mind.
Others said she was a most unique individual,
Inscrutably unusual, an interesting witching kind.
Her parents fiercely protected their daughter’s privacy
her art and talents a rare Renaissance-like find.
Warlocks were terrified of her imagination,
ingenuity, and independence.
They rarely invited her out to sup or dine.
Delightfully occupied with her own interests,
hobbies and Cyborg steampunk inventions,
Wild Winnie thought that was just fine.
Happy Thanksgiving on everyone's lips
Except for those of young Winnie Wild-Hips --
Her backside so broad
Most fellows were awed --
When she'd sit down, her clothes ripped ~ so she'd strip
Thanksgiving Day
November 28, 2019
I was just laid off after twenty years;
Put out to pasture and facing my fears.
I didn't need another mouth to feed
But something about her stirred a need.
She was an old girl from a broken home;
Nowhere to sleep, nowhere to roam.
Her mom and dad had parted ways.
Was this the end of happy days?
She needed me; I needed her.
Life had changed the way things were.
We both grew in each other's love;
Two souls that fit just like a glove.
Her name was Winnie as in Pooh.
Although our years together were few,
She came along in the nick of time.
Together we conquered those hills to climb.
Two old girls starting anew.
I saved her but she saved me too.
September 28, 2019
Dear Winnie,
I will not despair for you,
For you are here with us,
Buried in the sanctuary of memory,
Our beloved mother and sister,
The mother of a nation
You carried on your shoulders
The burden of tigers and lions,
Until you became the lioness,
And roared for your children,
Some tried to burn you
Not knowing you were sulphur,
Cut you to pieces
Not knowing you were iron,
They could never win,
A life of service is one which
Nobody will ever forget,
Rest in strength dear Winnie,
Dear Winnie.....
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