Half way between Pooh's house and piglet's house, was a thoughful spot where Pooh and piglet met sometimes.

This warm and sunny spot belongs to Pooh
And here he wonder's what he's going to do
Oh bother I forgot, bother I forgot
It's Piglet's too.

Now one morning, when the wind had blown all the leaves off the trees during the night, and was trying to blow the branches off, Pooh and Piglet were sitting in the thoughtful spot.

"I think we'll go to Pooh corner and see Eeyoyre. Let's go and see everybody"
"But we ought to have a reason for going to see everybody"
"We'll go and wish everybody a very happy thursday"
"Ohh"
"Come on piglet"
 "Ohhh"

So they went to Pooh's house first where they had a little smackrel of something. Then they went to Kanga's house, where they stayed to lunch. And then, blown and buffeted by the wind they pushed on to Rabbit's house.

Oh I like his way of talking yes I do
It's the nicest way of talking just for two
And a help yourself with Rabbit
Though it may become a habbit
Is a pleasant sort of habbit for a Pooh.

"Hello Rabbit, we've come to wish you a very happy Thursday"

So they sat down for a little, and then they hurried along to see Eeyore. Before it was too late to have tea with Owl.

"Well, we are very glad to see you Eeyore, and now we are going to see Owl"
"Oh good, you'll like Owl. He flew past a day or two ago and he noticed me. He didn't actually say anything mind you, but he knew it was me. Very friendly of him I thought. Encouraging".
"Well goodbye Eeyore"

And then they pushed on to Owl's house.

"Sit down and make yourselves comfortable. Correct me if I'm wrong, but am I correct in supposing it's a very blustoruos day outside."
"Very"
"I thought so. It was on just such a blustorous day as this that my Uncle Robert, a portrait of whom you see on the wall on your right Piglet, whilst returning in the late afternnon from a -- What's that?
Look out, mind the clock. Out of the way Piglet. Piglet, Piglet I'm falling on you"
"Squeel"
"Oh dear, what's happening. The whole place seems to be oh dear, oh oh.
Oh Pooh did you do that"
"I don't think so"
"Then who did"
"I think it was the wind. I think you house has blown down"
"Oh has it. I thought it was Pooh"
"Did Owl always have a letter box in his ceiling"
"Uh, has he got one now"
"Ye,. Look"
"I can't. I am face down under something Ohh that better"
"What are we going to do Pooh, can you think of anything?"
"Well I have just thought of something. It was a little, um, a little thing I thought of actually"

I lay on my chest and thought it best
To pretend I was having an evenings rest
I laid on my tum and tried to hum
But nothing particular seemed to come

My face was flat on the floor
And that is all very well for an acrobat
But it doesn't see fair to a friendly bear
To stiffen him out with a basket chair

And sort of squoze which grows and grows
Is not too nice for his poor old nose,
And sort of squch is much to much
For his neck and his mouth and his ears and such. 
That was all

"Well we can't go out by what to used to be the front door. Somethings fallen on it"
"Owl, I have thought of something. You tie a piece of string to Piglet, then you fly up to the letter box with the other end in your beak, then you push it through the wire, bring it down to the floor and then you and I will pull Piglet slowly up to the top. And there you are"
"And there Piglet is, if the string doesn't break"
"Supposing it does"
"Then we try another piece of string"

Soon everything was ready. Piglet found himself slowly going up to the ceiling.

"Up you go"
"The ascent is proceeding as expected."

Soon it was over and Piglet opened the letter box and squeezed through.

"It's alright, there's a branch across the door, but Christopher Robin and I can move it. I'll climb down and fetch him. It's dangerous but I can do it alright. I'll be back in half an hour"
"Ahh then that will just about give me time to finish that story, Pooh. About my Uncle Robert. A portrait of whom you see.... underneath you
Now let me see, where was I. Ah yes yes yes."

But Pooh shut his eyes and began to think of a grateful hum to Piglet. And later when they were rescued they sang it to me.

Here lies a tree which Owl (a bird)
Was fond of when it stood on end,
And Owl was talking to a friend
Called me(in case you hadn't heard)
When something Oo occurred.

For lo! the wind was blusterous
And flattened out his favorite tree;
And things looked bad for him and we
Looked bad, I mean, for he and us
I've never known them wuss.

Then Piglet, Piglet thought a thing
Courage! he said.  There's always hope.
I want a thinnish piece of rope.
Or, if there isn't any, bring
A thickish piece of string.

So to the letter box he rose,
While Pooh and Owl said Oh! and Hum!
And where the letters always come
Called letters only, Piglet sqoze
His head and then his toes.

Help-Help and Rescue! Piglet cried,
And showed the others where to go.
Sing ho! for Piglet, Piglet ho!
And soon the door was opened wide,
And we were both outside!

Sing ho! for Piglet, ho!
Ho!
