Winnie the Pooh was created by A. A. Milne and belongs to Disney.
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The moon was up,
The stars were bright.
They were ready;
It was Christmas night.
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He looked out the window,
His expression excited.
"It's coming, it's coming:
the snow, the white snow."
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Tigger bounded forth,
His tail sproinging.
Said he to Pooh,
"The star up north."
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Pooh glanced up,
Starlight on his nose.
He wriggled chubby toes.
"The season is upon us; it's so near.
The snow is falling – oh dear, oh dear!"
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Piglet rose on tip-toe
To see through the window
Happily, he hopped up and down.
"Santa Claus is coming to town."
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"It's so bright,"
Rabbit said, his expression wise.
"Everything is white;
So pretty are the skies."
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At this point, they ceased to stargaze,
Allowing Eeyore to welcome the next phase.
The donkey walked in, equipped with a thistle.
Presently he dropped it and gave out a whistle.
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The presents were wrapped,
The pudding was baked.
The road was mapped,
Arrangements were made.
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Christopher Robin then appeared,
Smiling happily as the Yuletide came near.
They served a feast so right and regal,
Ultimately royal and none the least frugal.
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Puddings, cakes, chips and fish,
Tarts and sweets, chocolate treats.
Dish and dish after dish and dish,
Pies and fruit, succulent sweetmeats.
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They were all nodding off
When he flew past the door.
With a smile, he dropped to the floor.
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The stockings filled,
The bags most bulging.
He left that night by sleigh,
To come again next Christmas Day.
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Pooh awoke, jumping from his chair.
His stocking was filled with presents fair.
"We shan't have to find him ourselves.
Santa Claus has come and filled our shelves!"
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Kanga bounded forward, tail thwacking.
She smiled and presents began unpacking.
"Peace be on you, Pooh, this midwinter's morn.
The bell has sounded – now blow the Christmas horn!"