Round about And round about And round about I go; I think I am a Traveller escaping from a Bear; I think I am an Elephant, Behind another Elephant Behind another Elephant who isn’t really there…. SO Round about And round about And round about and round about And round about And round about I go. I think I am a Ticket Man who’s selling tickets—please, I think I am a Doctor who is visiting a Sneeze; Perhaps I’m just a Nanny who is walking with a pram I’m feeling rather funny and I don’t know what I am— BUT Round about And round about And round about I go— All around the table, The table in the nursery— Round about And round about And round about I go: I think I am a Puppy, so I’m hanging out my tongue; I think I am a Camel who Is looking for a Camel who Is looking for a Camel who is looking for its Young…. SO Round about And round about And round about and round about And round about And round about I go.
Sneezles
Christopher Robin Had wheezles And sneezles, They bundled him Into His bed. They gave him what goes With a cold in the nose, And some more for a cold In the head. They wondered If wheezles Could turn Into measles, If sneezles Would turn Into mumps; They examined his chest For a rash, And the rest Of his body for swellings and lumps. They sent for some doctors In sneezles And wheezles To tell them what ought To be done. All sorts of conditions Of famous physicians Came hurrying round At a run. They all made a note Of the state of his throat, They asked if he suffered from thirst; They asked if the sneezles Came after the wheezles, Or if the first sneezle Came first. They said, “If you teazle A sneezle Or wheezle, A measle May easily grow.
