Up, Down and Touch the Ground

Up-down-up
When I up, down, touch the ground
It puts me in the mood
Up, down, touch the ground
In the mood for food

I am stout, round and I have found
Speaking poundage-wise,
I improve my appetite
When I exercise

I am short, fat, and proud of that
And so with all my might
I up, down, up-down
To my appetite's delight
While I up, down, touch the ground
I think of things to chew
(like honey)
With a hefty-happy appetite
I'm a hefty-happy Pooh.

With a hefty-happy appetite
He's a hefty-happy Pooh.



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Sherman, Robert Sherman
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