Winnie the Pooh

it would help the deception which we are practising on these bees.'

Well, you laughed to yourself, 'Silly old Bear!' but you didn't say it aloud because you were so fond of him, and you went home for your umbrella.

'Oh, there you are!' called down Winnie-the-Pooh, as soon as you got back to the tree. 'I was beginning to get anxious. I have discovered that the bees are now

definitely Suspicious.'

'Shall I put my umbrella up?' you said.

'Yes, but wait a moment. We must be practical. The important bee to deceive is

the Queen Bee. Can you see which is the Queen Bee from down

there?'

'No.'

'A pity. Well, now, if you walk up and down with your umbrella, saying,

'Tut-tut, it looks like rain,' I shall do what I can by singing a little Cloud

Song, such as a cloud might sing... Go!'

So, while you walked up and down and wondered if it would rain, Winnie-the-Pooh sang this song:

How sweet to be a Cloud

Floating in the Blue!

Every little cloud

Always sings aloud.

'How sweet to be a Cloud

Floating in the Blue!'

It makes him very proud

To be a little cloud.

The bees were still buzzing as suspiciously as ever. Some of them, indeed, left their nests and flew all round the cloud as it began the second verse of this song, and one bee sat down on the nose of the cloud for a moment, and then got

up again.

'Christopher-ow!-Robin,' called out the cloud.

'Yes?'

'I have just been thinking, and I have come to a very important decision. These

are the wrong sort of bees.'

'Are they?'

'Quite the wrong sort. So I should think they would make the wrong sort of

honey, shouldn't you?'