Christopher Robin <br /> Had wheezles <br /> And sneezles, <br /> They bundled him <br /> Into <br /> His bed. <br /> They gave him what goes <br /> With a cold in the nose, <br /> And some more for a cold <br /> In the head. <br /> They wondered <br /> If wheezles <br /> Could turn <br /> Into measles, <br /> If sneezles <br /> Would turn <br /> Into mumps; <br /> The examined his chest <br /> For a rash, <br /> and the rest <br /> Of his body for swellings and lumps. <br /> They sent for some doctors <br /> In sneezles <br /> And wheezles <br /> To tell them what ought <br /> To be done. <br /> <br /> All sorts of conditions <br /> Of famous physicians <br /> Came hurrying round <br /> At a run. <br /> They all made a note <br /> Of the state of his throat, <br /> They asked if he suffered from thirst; <br /> They asked if the sneezles <br /> Came after the wheezles, <br /> Or if the first sneezle <br /> Came first. <br /> They said, “If you teazle <br /> A sneezle <br /> Or wheezle, <br /> A measle <br /> May easily grow. <br /> But humour or pleazle <br /> The wheezle <br /> Or sneezle, <br /> The measle <br /> Will certainly go.” <br /> They expounded the reazles <br /> For sneezles <br /> And wheezles, <br /> The manner of measles <br /> When new. <br /> They said, “If he freezles <br /> In draughts and in breezles, <br /> Then PHTHEEZLES <br /> May even ensue.” <br /> <br />Christopher Robin <br />Got up in the morning, <br />The sneezles had vanished away. <br />And the look in his eye <br />Seemed to say to the sky, <br />“Now, how to amuse them today?”<br /><br />Alan Alexander Milne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sneezles/
