Narrator: As a matter of fact it was raining all over the Hundred Acre Wood there was a bit of a cloudburst it rained and it rained and rained. Then after it rained it rained some more. When the rain, rain, rain, came down, down, down, In rushing rising riv'lets
'Til the river crept out of its bed And crept right into Piglet's!
Poor Piglet, he was frightened, With quite a rightful fright. And so, in desperation a message he did write.
Piglet: Help P-P-P-Piglet me
He placed it in a bottle And it floated out of sight.
And the rain rain rain came down down down So Piglet started bailing.
Piglet: Oh d-d-d-d-dear,
He was unaware, atop his chair, while bailing he was sailing!
And the rain rain rain came down down down And the flood rose up up upper. Pooh, too, was caught and so he thought, "I must rescue my supper!" Ten honey pots he rescued, enough to see him through, But as he sopped up his supper, The river sopped up Pooh! And the water twirled and tossed him In a honey pot canoe! The rain rain rain came down down down...
Narrator: And so the Hundred Acre Wood got floodier and floodier.