Upstairs, With a brake Which I make From a string Sort of thing, Which works In jerks, ’Cos it drops In the spring,
Which stops With the string, And the wheels All stick So quick That it feels Like a thing That you make With a brake, Not string…. So that’s what I make, When the day’s all wet. It’s a good sort of brake But it hasn’t worked yet.
Journey’s End
Christopher, Christopher, where are you going , Christopher Robin ? “Just up to the top of the hill, Upping and upping until I am right on the top of the hill,” Said Christopher Robin.
Christopher, Christopher, where are you going , Christopher Robin ? There’s nothing to see, so when You’ve got to the top, what then ? “Just down to the bottom again,” Said Christopher Robin.
